"Suits were Romy's idea," Thoreau told Radley, beaming at his brother. "When you come to my birthday party you can wear whatever you want. We're going to decorate cupcakes and then we can eat them." He looked at Pansy. "This is my friend Pansy. She's my princess. Pansy, this is Radley."
Walden sighed as he went and changed into his kilt and a button up shirt. It was the best he could do for her. He came out and picked Romy up. "Now am I good enough to be your prince?" he asked her.
Draco made a face. "Video games are much more boring than parties. I don't know what you're talking about." He looked up at Merlin. "Can't we leave him with your sister or something? Rowan, go make a new friend."
Lavinia looked Rider over and then shrugged. "Yeah, you look okay," she said. "Don't worry about it. It's just a party."
Rider sighed. "Just Romy's stupid birthday party. She didn't even want me to be her prince. She wanted Dad."
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