Third Floor Common Room, Saturday Evening

[wesleynotponcy.livejournal.com]

Wesley felt a little silly, entertaining his bratty child in the common room with board games that she seemed irrationally talented at. Honestly, what nine-year-old could beat a trained and experienced Watcher at Scrabble? He was positive that she was making the words up, but every time he consulted a dictionary, all he saw was Eloise's smug little face smirking at -- sure enough -- the word in question printed right there on the page.

Smug brat.

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[daventry-vamp.livejournal.com]

"You get used to it," Malaxandra said, giving him a pat on the arm.

[liliceflakes.livejournal.com]

"I dunno if that's a good thing," Des mused. "Who're you, anyway?" He paused, and then rephrased: "I mean, what's your name? I'm Des."

[daventry-vamp.livejournal.com]

"I'm Malaxandra." IT WAS THE BEST NAME EVER. "Princess of Daventry."

[liliceflakes.livejournal.com]

"D'you have a crown?" Des wanted to know.

[daventry-vamp.livejournal.com]

"Of course I do. But it's only for special occasions." The adventuring cap was for the rest of the time.

[liliceflakes.livejournal.com]

"Coooool," Des decided. "Where's Daventry?"

[daventry-vamp.livejournal.com]

"..." Malaxandra stared blankly. "By the Glass Mountains? And the Fairy Forest?"

[liliceflakes.livejournal.com]

"Soooooo," Des drawled. "Europe?"

[daventry-vamp.livejournal.com]

"...I guess so?"