#(( 😔 persecution for the poor bbys. ))

[wolfofwinchester]

@casketdweller asked: ❛ i’m just saying, murder is an option. ❜

𝟐𝟎𝟎 𝐑𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐎𝐌 𝐃𝐈𝐀𝐋𝐎𝐆𝐔𝐄 𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐓𝐒  || accepting!

A look cut his way, a smirk twisting up the side of Claudia's cheek before she licked the tips of her fingers and gave his ear an affectionate pinch. "I do love it when the rot brings out the violence in ya." She crooned with a twinkle in her eye. "I am hideously tempted. However, I am not all too certain that would be the ideal."

The Countess's arms crossed, looking out over the Estate from the office, watching her returned son chase Franny about the green and be hounded by all seven of the family hounds in return. "That Headmaster.. mm." Her lips screwed, an irritated click hissing through the corner of her mouth. "It's burnin' me. I really do believe he has it out for my boy. I want to bring him back home, but he's enjoyin' bein' around others his age."

It burned her something awful and brought that very blatant thought to the front of her head: It must have been her fault. An "unwed" bastard Countess with bastard children, naturally riddled with consequence, no matter what intelligence and ingenuity either of them showed. Some accepted it with an odd eye, mind though not barren of gossip, but then there were the others; the older ones with an ounce of power over her son. An appealing target for eager jackals.

Claudia fidgeted in place and bit at her knuckle. Oh, she hated this feeling; like ants were crawling all over the inside of her skin and her guts were turning weak. It was such a damned helpless feeling and she loathed it intensely.

#(( 😔 persecution for the poor bbys. )) #(( it just makes too much sense to me they had to deal with at least One awful school figure. )) #casketdweller #【 ic. 】 ¦ & with a wolfish grin. #【 v. the watchdog. 】 ¦ & the game begins. #【 asks. 】 ¦ what all that howlin’s for.