rayғa:

“Eek!!!” That certainly did make her jump, but then pouted, puffing her cheeks out. “H-Hmph! Who says I was going to say that, anyways?! A-And your names are Braid Head and Horn Head, so deal with it!”

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       The Funeral Prosecutor

Chuckling under his breath, Nahyuta shook his head.
When will Her Benevolence ever learn to respect her
elders? He has to teach what is right and what is wrong
for her attitude towards others…

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    ❝Oh, dear… What will Mother think with this?
      I suppose she witnessed your behavior as
      she was Nayna since you were an infant…
      Perhaps a lesson to etiquette is necessary in
      your activities. I shall contact someone from
      the royal household to schedule this activity later
      on…❞

rayғa:

“No, I understand; as future queen, I do want to teach myself to…communicate better with others aside from my parents. And to grow closer towards the locals and you, big br….”

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“B…Big Br….br…..ot….Br-Braid Head!” And still had some trouble calling him “Big Brother”, unfortunantly.

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     The Funeral Prosecutor

     ❝SATORHA!❞

The monk stood up from his seat, his brows
furrowed as his hands slammed on the table.
He hoped that scared her just a bit. After all,
thou shalt respect thy elders, as what his scientific
detective told him. He gently smiled to his little
princess, wanting to apologize to her for his immaturity.

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     ❝Heh… forgive me, Your Benevolence.
       But as your elder brother, it is fine to
       call me “Big Brother”. After all, we are
       family, are we not? And please do call
       red pepper that, too. Let’s never forget
       he’s with us… dear sister…❞

rayғa:

“Mmph…er, no, none of the above…I am so that I could comuni….talk to you, since I did not have anything else I needed to do. H-Heh, so you’d best appreciate my kindness!” 

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She thought: just try to talk casually with him, not as if he was some stranger to speak all formally to. And to also add her typical sassyness in the mix, too, with that smirk.

      The Funeral Prosecutor

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      ❝Ah, I see. A casual talk is what you
        seek from me, Your Benevolence…❞

Nahyuta placed his file down as he grabbed
his mug and sipped slowly, savoring the taste.
It was a bit too sweet, but the flavor danced on
his tongue. Smiling to his little sister, he wondered
why she must act this way towards not only him,
but to others around the kingdom, including to Apollo
and his other colleagues as well.

      ❝Your kindness is well received to me, of
        course. You must keep this act of yours
        as part of the queen. Like a lotus flower
        in the murky waters, it blooms when the
        sun gave its light… Remember this, dear
        sister. –! Ah, forgive me if I ramble…❞

@yourbenevolence |

       The Funeral Prosecutor

He chuckled to his little sister. Of course, since
that trial changed everything with his family, he is
aware his little sister is turning on a new leaf… well,
she’s trying her best to speak to him…

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       ❝Heh heh heh. Dear sister, please do not
         be afraid to speak. Whenever something
         happened to you, let me know. Now, what’s
         on your mind? Did you have a visit with Apollo?
         Or did the frog croak odd on his rock?❞

Seeing her older brother working hard, she just casually slips in to leave him a cup of peace milk, fumbling with her fingers. "Y-You are fond of this flavor, yes?" (lil sister looking out for her big bro~ BD)

        The Funeral Prosecutor

The monk was working with the case file,
and praying to his Holy Mother, the trial he’ll
face tomorrow with Apollo Justice, will bring
truth to Her. As Ema is in the crime scene, he
on the other hand, is in his office. He opened
his eye as he saw a porcelain mug, sitting on
top of the pairing saucer with the smell of
cinnamon and chamomile, in front of him.
He figured… it was Her Benevolence,
Rayfa, who brought his warm beverage…

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        ❝Ah yes, Your Benevolence… That’s
          peace milk, isn’t it? Thank you for
          bringing it here, but… is something
          the matter? You look uneasy…❞

Rayfa wished she could have properly bonded with her older brother. She's devastated that he's dead, sullen for several days, afterwards, not being able to handle the fact she now lost her brother, along with her uncle and father. She makes sure that his office is kept nice and clean, even if it will not be used anymore, and one time, she just may ask another medium to channel him so, even if he is dead, they can still talk and grow close.

My muse boyfriend’s foster brother is dead. Tell me how yours is dealing with it.  | accepting!

             TheMonk And The Ghoul

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        (………………. Your Benevolence…)

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          ❝… Your Benelovence… I’m so sorry
            about Prosecutor Sahdmadhi…❞