[Lavinia's POV—The Royal study room]
After the wildly successful mission where I launched my Adorabomb™ at Papa and reduced the royal dining room to a puddle of feelings and glitter, I naively believed that everything would go back to normal.
You know—sunshine, pastries, and occasionally spending time and playing with Osric.
But alas…
I was wrong.
So very, royally, epically WRONG.
Because ever since that day, Papa had initiated a new operation.
Let's call it: "Mission: Keep My Daughter Away from That Devilishly Handsome Boy Named Osric."
It began subtly.
Like today.
There I was, walking through the royal courtyard with the bounce of someone about to meet her dearest friend Osric and chat about everything from morning chaos to the tragedy of my daily homework quota.
But just as I was about to cross the hallway to the west wing—
POOF!
Out popped Theon.
With his Eternal Eyebags™.
