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Gretel ([info]_gretel) wrote in [info]makebelievelog,
That actually made her smile -a full on grin, not unlike the ones she had when she was trying to keep good news from him for surprise purposes; a Christmas present or a new gun. With an eye to make sure he wouldn't topple over, Gretel pushed to her feet, smoothing out the faded green bodice with a sharp tug at the bottom.

"Double that breakfast in your head, then imagine having it whenever you want," his twin sister promised, already heading for the door to the castle wing beyond their room. There, she paused, smiling at him expectantly.

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