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Date Posted: 17:21:20 01/27/03 Mon
Author: Leon
Subject: .:mixed feelings:.
In reply to: Saxom 's message, "...sigh..." on 13:49:23 01/26/03 Sun

Trying to keep a straight face as he had so often been told to do so when his father was busy handling things, but it was quite hard seeing Old Oscar at his worst again. Turning his head slightly trying to hide a small chuckle behind his hand, he peered at the King's cousin again with pity. Then, Leon wanted to kick himself. He was turning fifteen in a few days, he was the heir to the throne, and he was laughing at another man's expense. Holding his head high again, a small smile touched his lips that was directed at the man as if they shared an inside joke, "Come now father, one can not be mad at Oscar for long, besides, I believe he was off to set up a poster right now." Leon had been taught this way of handling things from his personal servant Roluef. The young man older than him by a handful of years was taken on by the Royal Family when the Prince had been a tad younger then he was now. But only Leon knew the dark skinned man's secrets, only he knew that he had once been the King of Thieves in all of England where he had grown up, only he knew that Roluef would have never had robbed from him even if he hadn't of know he was the King's son. A small smile stayed on the boy's lips as the image of his servant popped into his mind, but his intense black eyes remained focused on that of the man called Oscar, cousin to the King of Kavanagh.

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...agree... -- Saxom/Oscar, 11:20:19 02/01/03 Sat
- .:nods:. -- Leon, 05:41:30 02/02/03 Sun