Cold Prince l BL
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Tylian is sitting down at the living area, a big room. He sits down reading a book, like usual. He was always quiet.
He always had a serious expression. “More tea.” He said in a British accent, with a deep tone.
He sighed and tapped his foot on the ground inpatient.
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