Mark scoffed at Lucy as he followed her through the gate. "As IF. Clearly, I am better than you. I have all the makings of a King. This is going to be MY castle." He would win this battle. Clearly.
"I hope they aren't pink," he answered her question, not really caring if it was aimed towards him or not. He made sure to pull a face to emphasize his dislike for the colour. "A manly colour, I hope." |