NovelBookLiving together, boys will sometimes cup with what look like pranks but are actually games that bring joy. Especially in a place like this military academy.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtLysander had grown up this way, so how could he not understand their bond? Lysander's lips twitched into a smile, "No worries, I get it." Seeing his dad wasn't upset, Dorian's previously furrowed brow relaxed. He directed the three little guys, "Hurry, hurry, grab all the clothes and bring them into the dorm. I'm going to show them off to my dad one by one." The tobeyed, scampering to gather the clothes scattered on the ground and piling them onto Dorian's bed. Pushing Lysander inside, Dorian gazed at the mountain of clothes on his bed, scratching his head sheepishly, "Heh, seems like it's a bit much." Lysander, usually so stoic, couldn't help but smirk at the sight, his deep voice tinged with amusement, "Why are they all green?" "It's all military costumes," Dorian explained promptly, picking up a piece to show Lysander, "See, this one's for spring, and this one here is for winter..." "Dorian, how about you perform one of your plays for dad?" chimed in Atticus, stepping in with a big brother's swagger and a teasing smile.
Dorian, ever so earnest, agreed. "Sure, Dad, I'll perform one for you. Just givea sec to pick out a costume," Dorian said, grabbing a piece of clothing and dashing to the bathroom. As soon as he left, Thalassa and the others arrived.
Seeing the heap of green clothes on Dorian's bed, Elowen laughed, "Dorian, still treating your costumes like treasures." "Dorian loves acting," Sophia remarked.
Fitch, puffing and panting, arrived with a load of stuff too.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmThat's when Thalassa remembered she'd brought a bunch of things for the kids. Ever since she knew she was visiting this Saturday, Thalassa had been preparing, worried they might need something.
Thalassa quickly took a few bags from Fitch's hands.
Just then, Dorian cout of the bathroom, dressed in a simple military uniform, cap included, looking both dashing and spirited.
Unaware of the planned performance for Lysander, Thalassa rushed over, bags in hand, starting her familiar motherly nag, "Dorian, look what Mom got you." Before finding a spot to set down
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