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@kingofpuppets.bsky.social
With every step he makes, he endures pain and anguish for @onceuponalie.bsky.social’s safety.

No matter how long it takes.

#LiesOfP
Relieved seeing him not upset, he finished the rest of his sandwich.

“Uh. . . Give me immense love and affection?”

He smiled sheepishly.
December 1, 2025 at 1:48 AM
“Ahahah—“

Ahem!

“S-Sorry! I’m sorry!”

He covered his mouth with both hands.
December 1, 2025 at 12:51 AM
“Pffft!”

The nudge caused him to lose his composure. Romeo bursting into laughter.
November 30, 2025 at 2:19 PM
He turned his head away. Concealing his laughter becoming more difficult.
November 30, 2025 at 1:59 PM
He nearly choked on the drink from laughter.

“Why? Your height is perfect.”
November 30, 2025 at 3:47 AM
Romeo took his cup and drank most of the orange juice in a feeble attempt to lessen the warmth on his face.
November 30, 2025 at 3:34 AM
The blush darkened as he cleared the dryness from his throat.

“Y-Yeah. Just a king without the puppet body you found hot.”
November 30, 2025 at 3:21 AM
“So I was a hero to the end? As much as I pity the alternate me, that’s a honorable way to go.”

The conversation felt a little gloomy to him, but there was still a smile on his face. The blond being no strange to finding positives in things.
November 30, 2025 at 2:56 AM
He nodded as a light red hue was on his face. His fingers curling to grip Carlo’s.

“Thanks. I needed to hear that. It feels good knowing someone would protect me.”
November 30, 2025 at 2:26 AM
“Me too. Especially after the stories you told me about my future self. I wouldn’t wish for my worst enemy to endure that fate.”

He lowered the remained sandwich on the plate. Bringing his hand up to look at it.

“My arms are just a small price to pay to be where I am now.”
November 30, 2025 at 12:03 AM
He kept his words in mind when he returned to eating his sandwich.
November 29, 2025 at 3:57 AM
He gazed dully, the pout returning on his face.

“Ha-ha-ha, you’re so funny.”
November 29, 2025 at 3:06 AM
He looked at him with wide eyes.

“I’m not a dog!”
November 29, 2025 at 2:32 AM
He sighed loudly.

“Fiiiine.”

Sitting up and finally eating his sandwich.
November 29, 2025 at 1:43 AM
Romeo dramatically laid the side of his face on the bed. His sigh just as exaggerated before he pouted.
November 29, 2025 at 1:10 AM
Snickering, he walked back to the table with two plates of sandwiches. Handing him a plate as he sat at a seat beside him.

“Aww. No fair. I told you all my secrets.”
November 29, 2025 at 12:28 AM
“What are some ideas you have in mind that would make me happy?”

He asked curiously. Making sandwiches with the meats, vegetables and bread he gathered.
November 29, 2025 at 12:05 AM
Romeo lean close to give him a kiss on his lips. Then walked back to start making the sandwiches.

“You always know how to brighten my day.”
November 28, 2025 at 9:29 PM
He brought the cups to the table. Placing his cup down and handing Carlo his drink.

“Heh. I feel special.”
November 28, 2025 at 3:40 PM
“Of course you would.”

Smirking, the first thing he did was grab two cups to place in the table then took the pitcher of orange juice. Pouring some of the juice in each glass.

“You’ve always liked being spoiled.”
November 28, 2025 at 2:02 AM
His cocked a brow when he gave him a side eye with an amused grin on his face. When they got to the round mahogany table. Pulling one seat back with his free hand and guiding Carlo to the seat with the other.

“Well then, madam. Please take a seat so I can cater to your palettes.”
November 26, 2025 at 11:25 PM
“I don’t have to dress up in a suit and pick you up from a carriage, right?”

He smirked.

“Give you flowers. A chaste kiss like a prince?”
November 26, 2025 at 10:16 PM
Laughter nearly escaped until he caught himself.

“Yes, Carlo. A date.”
November 26, 2025 at 2:46 AM
His fingers gripped onto his then proceed with the walk. Smiling.

“This can count as you getting a stomach full. A hungry Carlo doesn’t make me happy.”
November 26, 2025 at 1:43 AM
His eyes rolled and back turned to him, walking towards the kitchen.

“Come on, weakling. I’ll fix us a sandwich and a nice drink.”
November 26, 2025 at 1:34 AM