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"Yeah, I don't think I will be going around the crowd yelling their names out loud," Dwin dismissed Maia's idea of finding people, who could provide a safety net for her in case of trouble. "I mean, it would be kind of weird - first - and - second - they know you and they do not know me and... yeah, good luck with not having Frolic get in trouble," she chuckled. Even The Second Coming or any event of equal importance would not deter Frolic from misconduct. To think that a coronation party would be enough reason was very naive.

Lilitu's story that was sad from, whichever point you looked at, was not met with any sympathy from Dwin's side. From what little details Maia had provided, she concluded that 50% of the blame lied with the girl herself and her misguided ambitions. And this was just another reason in a very long list of arguments on why Dwin never intended to marry or have children. She was so comfortable with her inner-Dwinness that she was too selfish to let anyone upset that balance. Did not matter if you claimed to be a prince or a lowly thief or the impersonation of god him-/herself.

"We will be fine. We are Blackthorns after all," she shrugged.