Betroved to who?!(Medieval rp, open)

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:Willow:

I think I could have made a better impression to these people..."I hope so..." I whisper to myself.

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A younger sister, red hair long and wavy, eyes a pleasant grass green, walked over, holding her plate, and sat next to Willow. She couldn't have been over nine.
"I'm Holly," she greeted in a light way that only an innocent child could have. "What's you name?"

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:Willow:

My own hair blond in color had once been red, then my father cut it so short it shocked the hair to blond, "Nice name Holly, I'm Willow."

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"I'm glad you get to be here," Holly rinned brightly, "Will you play with me?"
"Holly, she's too busy to play with you," Vladimir muttered, dull and unfriendly as always.
"Maybe some other time then," Holly said joyously, unoffended.

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:Willow:

I look at Vladimir then turn to Holly again, "Yes, I'll play some other time..." I think for a moment, turning back to Vladimir, "Vladimir, might we be able to visit Snow today, she'll be awfully lonely if I don't."

[nothanks]

"Sure," Vladimir muttered.

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:Willow:

I smile, "Thanks." I was sure (or almost) that under his think skin he was all soft and gooey...and nice.

[nothanks]

(Lol, "gooey"? XD I don't think Vlad would agree.)

"Just finish eating and we'll go," Vladimir replied tiredly. He'd eaten half of his food, then had simply pushed it away. He wasn't hungry, really.

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:Willow:

I took one last bite then stood.

[nothanks]

Vladimir took her hand, leading her from the room.
"I have five siblings in all," he commented. "Few are friendly towards me. Lance and Holly. That's it."