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[May. 6th, 2009|06:02 pm] |
*is really less than impressed by the photographs of her daughter being paraded around by that jumped-up Vanya like she's a favoured lapdog or accessory*
*gets dressed (stunning, slimming white dress) and asks for a car to be sent around to the front in about half-an-hour* *having ensured that her daughter is safe in the company of her favourite uncle, goes to find Celegorm* |
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calm