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When Lucian woke up the next night, he woke up on a train that was currently hurtling through the french countryside. The compartment that they'd been in that had every blackened cover on it that it could, was preciously paid for, and necissary for travel. He had a serious sun allergy, you see, and he couldn't even see the light or else he would die. Which.. was true. Alexei just had to play the part of the ridiculously concerned lover and hand everyone he could Lucian's money. It worked.
He gasped slightly as he sat up, awake. Blinking around in the dark, he found Alexei and smiled slightly. "We're nearly there, mon amore.." he purred, crawling over the boy's sleeping form, nuzzling his cold face into the boy's warm neck, kissing the line of his jaw. "nearly to paris. Then we get to get fitted for proper clothing, and then, my love..." He said softly, soothingly, smoothing his hair back with a hand. "We run rampant around Paris. The Eiffel tower, chocolates, oh, chocolates for you. And bread for oyu, the ebst you'll ever have... the flower seller." he smiled with a sigh. "You'll fall in love."
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