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An Apocalypse of Ice Chapter 18

  1. 1. Previously
on
An
Apocalypse
of
Ice:

  2. 2. “I
like
this
part,”
Teagan
said.

He
cleared
his
throat.
“The
Law
will
be
appointed
by
the
previous
Law
and
is
subject
to
approval
by
a
majority
vote
of
the
people
of
Winterfell.

Between
one
and
three
individuals
can
serve
as
Law
simultaneously.

The
Law
will
serve
for
life,
unless
removed
by
majority
vote.”
“Especially
the
part
about
how
you
stop
being
the
Law,”
Mag
said.
“Yeah.

That’s
the
whole
reason
why
you’re
doing
this.”

  3. 3. They
opened
the
mailbox
and
siIed
their
way
through
the
papers,
leaving
the
bills
behind
and
picking
out
the
unmarked
manila
envelope
that
contained
the
copies
of
the
new
consJtuJon.

“Let’s
give
them
hell,”
they
both
said.

  4. 4. Now
Piper
needed
a
new
assistant.

He
had
too
much
work
to
do
on
his
own
and
too
few
he
could
trust
the
work
to.

Lucia
needed
to
stay
where
she
was
as
the
new
EducaJon
Minister.

Piper
might
have
a
beMer‐qualified
media
person
in
Edward
Grey,
who
was
watching
Arthur
Stark
as
a
bonus.

Even
then,
that
couldn’t
replace
an
assistant.

The
Boltons
weren’t
good
for
much
beyond
simple
tasks.

Maybe
the
Starks
had
it
right
with
two
people
to
do
the
work
of
the
Law.
Perhaps
he
had
gone
too
far.

Maybe
he
should
have
stayed
in
poliJcs
instead
of
trying
to
do
both
poliJcs
and
law
at
the
same
Jme.

Maybe
arresJng
Will
for
Sansa’s
murder
hadn’t
been
necessary.

He
could
have
just
as
easily
arrested
one
of
the
others.

For
plumbbob’s
sake,
why
did
they
have
to
kill
her
in
the
first
place?

They
were
supposed
to
be
too
nice
to
bloody
their
hands.

True,
Piper
had
planned
for
it,
but
it
would
have
been
so
much
less
messy
the
other
way.

Except
for
having
Sansa
yapping
in
his
ear
about
her
delusions
of
grandeur.

  5. 5. “Good.

Now,
I
won’t
be
giving
you
any
orders
to
arrest
him.

But
I
will
need
you
to
keep
an
eye
on
his
family
for
me
and
report
back.

Can
you
do
that?”
She
nodded.
“Then
welcome
to
the
police
force,
Mrs.
Amana.”


  6. 6. Will
took
a
closer
look
at
Sullivan.

Sullivan.

Fiance
who
was
an
actor.

Of
course.

Of
all
the
students
at
this
university,
Lily
had
chosen
Will’s
future
brother‐in‐law
to
be
his
roommate.


Maybe
everything
was
going
to
be
okay.

  7. 7. “Win
what?”
She
ignored
him.

“You’re
in
exile.

You’re
on
your
own
playing
with
phone
wires,
as
if
they
can
bridge
the
communicaJon
gaps
that
plague
you.

Your
siblings
are
fighJng
a
losing
baMle.

Your
children
are
on
their
own.

No,
it’s
only
a
maMer
of
Jme
before
you
lose
everything.

You
gave
it
a
good
try,
but
even
the
most
valiant
efforts
fail.”


  8. 8. “So
I
have…”
Meg
tried
to
work
out
the
math
and
figure
out
how
much
shorter
she
had
been
than
her
dad
in
her
vision.

“About
a
foot
to
go.

Maybe
more.

Can’t
I
grow
faster?”
Arthur
shook
his
head.

“It’s
not
good
for
you
to
grow
too
fast.

Once
you’re
about
fourteen
or
so,
you’ll
probably
be
as
tall
as
you
want
to
be.”
“But
I
want
to
be
tall
now
so
Daddy
will
come
back.”

  9. 9. “I
think
I
saw
Daddy
today,”
Meg
mused.

“But
I
wasn’t
sure.”

“Was
it
happening
now?”
“Yeah.”
“If
it
is
him,
we
can’t
know
where
he
is,
Meg,”
Arthur
reminded
her.

“Otherwise
the
authoriJes
might
find
out
from
us.”

  10. 10. “Am
I
the
heir?”
she
asked
her
grandfather.
“That’s
up
to
your
dad,”
he
told
her.

“But
it’s
also
up
to
you
and
your
sisters.

He’ll
only
choose
you
if
you
want
to
be
chosen.”
“Because
I
took
it.

But
then
there
was
a
long
dark
spot
and
I
was
trying
to
decide
whether
to
keep
it.”

  11. 11. Sexiest
Sim
Alive:
Arthur
Stark!
By
Priya
Ramaswami
In
a
town
so
focused
on
keeping
its
collecJve
head
above
water
that
it
hasn’t
seen
a
single
party
in
over
a
hundred
years,
entertainment
someJmes
sounds
like
a
word
from
a
foreign
language.

But
that
is
all
changing
with
the
meteoric
rise
of
Arthur
Stark.

His
new
movie,
Strictly
Smustle,
premieres
next
week,
and
he
will
reprise
his
role
as
Ted
Lake
on
the
new
season
of
Sim
Who
in
two
months’
Jme.



  12. 12. For
any
ordinary
Sim,
these
achievements
would
be
beyond
admirable.

By
now,
though,
we
know
that
Arthur
is
no
ordinary
Sim.

To
stand
out
among
the
Starks,
the
family
of
illustrious
individuals
tasked
with
reforming
Winterfell
aIer
the
catastrophic
disaster
of
four
generaJons
ago,
Arthur
has
to
do
more.


(Pictured:
Malcolm
Stark,
former
chief
of
staff
of
what
is
now
Stark
Memorial
Hospital;
Brandon
Stark,
former
Law
of
Winterfell;
Chris
Stark,
famed
Celebrity
Chef.)

  13. 13. So
how
about
taking
up
the
mantle
of
his
late
uncle
Brandon?

Several
years
ago,
Arthur
and
his
sister
Sabriel
(the
famously
fiery
head
coach
of
Winterfell’s
first
professional
sports
team)
were
all
set
to
succeed
Brandon
Stark
as
joint
Laws
of
Winterfell.

Although
Pius
Piper
won
the
legal
argument
on
that
day,
Arthur
and
Sabriel
never
gave
up.

Today,
their
bid
to
rewrite
the
laws
of
Winterfell
is
spreading
like
wildfire,
despite
all
manner
of
aMempts
to
suppress
their
arguments.

How
does
he
do
it?

He
credits
his
big
brother,
Will,
who
is
head
of
the
Stark
family
and
perhaps
the
most
controversial
figure
in
town.

  14. 14. At
that
point,
the
current
head
of
Piper’s
media
organiza;on
lowered
the
newspaper.

“Yes,
Arthur,
what
did
you
have
to
say
about
him?

Let’s
find
out,”
Edward
Grey
declared.

  15. 15. “Will
is
the
reason
why
I
fight,”
Arthur
says.

“No
one
should
have
to
be
deprived
of
legal
protecJons
and
arrested
for
a
crime
that
there
is
absolutely
no
evidence
of.

It
could
happen
to
anyone.”


  16. 16. “Will
is
the
reason
why
I
fight,”
the
media
magnate
repeated.

“Isn’t
that
sweet?”

“No,”
Indy
said.

“Otherwise,
you
wouldn’t
have
called
him
in
here
to
talk
to
you.”

  17. 17. Edward
blinked.

That
obviously
hadn’t
been
the
response
that
he
expected.

“Quite
right,
India.

As
it
happens,
I
do
not
find
that
sweet.

In
fact,
I
find
it
appalling
that
your
client,
considered
the
face
of
Grey
Media,
is
publicly
endorsing
lawlessness
by
inci;ng
rebellion
against
the
lawful
government
and
idealizing
a
convict—“
“Get
real.

Will
Stark
was
never
convicted
of
anything.”
“But
he
started
this
rebellion.”
“And
there’s
not
any
proof
of
that.

You
going
to
do
anything
worth
my
;me
today?”
Indy
asked.

He
looked
at
Arthur
and
rolled
his
eyes.

  18. 18. Edward
took
a
different
tack:
“I
could
yank
the
broadcast
license
for
Sim
Who.

Then
where
would
your
plans
to
direct
an
episode
be,
Arthur?”
Well,
they
would
be
in
the
toilet.

The
more
important
ques;on
was
“how
would
people
feel
about
Sim
Who
being
canceled
for
poli;cal
reasons?”

They
would
probably
deluge
Edward’s
office
with
sonic
screwdrivers.

Besides,
Teagan
Fitzhugh
was
the
show
runner.

He
regularly
broke
the
fourth
wall
and
was
related
to
a
simself,
so
what
was
the
point?

Episodes
would
find
their
way
to
sims’
homes
even
without
a
broadcast
license.

  19. 19. “I
demand
that
you
renounce
this
ar;cle,”
Edward
concluded.

“Then,
and
only
then,
I
will
consider
maintaining
the
broadcast
license.”


“I’ll
write—“
Arthur
began.
“You
won’t
be
wri;ng
anything.

All
you
have
to
do
is
sign
this
statement.”

  20. 20. Arthur
looked
at
the
statement,
then
passed
it
to
Indy.

Indy
nodded.

“You
want
me
to
sign
this?”
Arthur
asked.

He
had
expected
a
bigger
confronta;on.
“It’s
the
best
thing
for
you
to
do,”
Indy
answered.

“That’s
the
smartest
thing
that
plaid
shirt’s
done
all
day.

And
it’s
s;ll
not
enough.”

  21. 21. By
the
morning
aXer
Ferd
and
Mag
picked
up
the
cons;tu;on
from
the
Starks’
mailbox,
a
copy
of
it
arrived
on
the
doorsteps
of
almost
every
resident
of
Winterfell.

Nobody
knew
where
it
came
from.

Some
people
threw
it
out
along
with
their
morning
papers,
but
others,
curious
about
this
new
piece
of
paper,
read
it.
To
the
people
of
Winterfell.

Your
freedom
is
at
risk.

Your
families
are
at
risk.
Of
course,
some
people
thought
that
the
cons;tu;on’s
authors
were
overreac;ng.

Everything
was
fine
for
them,
aXer
all,
and
the
current
Law
seemed
to
listen
to
their
concerns
instead
of
assuming
that
they
had
no
role
to
play
in
making
a
beYer
world.

Others
wondered
if
the
doom
predicted
in
the
cons;tu;on
could
happen
to
them.



  22. 22. The
Starks’
allies
took
advantage
of
the
buzz
by
hos;ng
Tuesday
discussion
groups
for
the
cons;tu;on.
“Why
do
we
need
a
new
cons;tu;on?”
one
woman
asked.

“Everything’s
fine.”
“I
wish
it
was,”
Teagan
said,
“but
it’s
not.

Not
if
you
can
be
arrested
and
held
for
days
without
any
reason
other
than
the
Law
feeling
like
it.”
“But
we
haven’t
done
anything
wrong,”
someone
else
said.

“It
doesn’t
maYer
to
us.”
“Will
Stark
didn’t
do
anything
wrong,
either.”

  23. 23. “Didn’t
do
anything
wrong?

He
killed
someone!”
“What
people
forget
about
the
way
Piper
runs
things,”
Jocelyn
said,
“is
that
not
everyone
gets
jus;ce
in
his
world.”
“No
kidding.”
Kay
scowled.

“I
went
to
jail
for
a
night
just
for
looking
at
Piper
funny.”


  24. 24. “And
it
isn’t
just
about
who
goes
to
jail
and
who
doesn’t,”
Wally
Doran
said.

“Raise
your
hand
if
Piper’s
agents
have
searched
your
home.”
One
woman
raised
her
hands
twice
to
reflect
her
frustra;on
with
the
search.
“You
know
what?

All
your
hands
are
going
to
go
up
before
long,
unless
one
of
you
is
hiding
Will
Stark
under
your
bed,”
Wally
explained.

“If
Piper
cared
about
you,
he’d
respect
the
privacy
of
your
homes.

Instead,
he’s
sending
his
agents
to
rifle
through
every
nook
and
cranny
that
exists.”


  25. 25. “He’s
obsessed
with
the
Starks.

He
cares
more
about
destroying
them
than
about
jus;ce,
law,
and
order,”
Indy
said.

“That’s
why
we’re
asking
you
to
vote
for
this
cons;tu;on
and
use
its
procedure
to
remove
Piper
from
office.”


  26. 26. Naturally,
Ferd
and
Mag
had
leX
Piper
off
the
mailing
list
for
the
cons;tu;on,
but
the
aYorneys
on
the
first
floor
couldn’t
stop
talking
about
it.


“What
is
this?”
Piper
asked,
sneaking
up
behind
one
of
the
junior
staff
aYorneys.
“It—“
She
tried
to
hide
it,
but
Piper
had
already
seen
the
email
on
the
computer
about
the
cons;tu;on.

AXer
asking
some
ques;ons,
he
instructed
her
to
print
out
the
email
aYachment,
then
went
upstairs
to
read
it.

  27. 27. How
could
the
Starks
have
wriYen
this?

Piper
had
people
watching
their
house
constantly.

He
should
have
known
about
whatever
they
were
trying
to
do.

And
they
were
supposed
to
be
on
the
defensive!

How
could
it
have
possibly
gone
wrong,
inches
from
his
birthday?
But
Piper
s;ll
knew
what
to
do
about
it:
Call
a
press
conference
and
use
it
to
keep
everyone
on
his
program.

In
the
mean;me,
he
needed
BriYany
Amana
to
come
to
the
office
right
away.


  28. 28. “Good
aXernoon,
Mrs.
Amana,”
Piper
greeted
her.

“Let’s
have
a
seat.

I
trust
that
you
know
why
you’re
here?”
She
blinked,
giving
Piper
that
wide‐eyed
look
he
had
come
to
detest.

  29. 29. “This.

This
is
why
you’re
here.”
Piper
gestured
at
the
cons;tu;on
before
ripping
it
in
half.

“Can
you
honestly
tell
me
that
you
had
no
idea
this
was
about
to
be
distributed
to
every
household
in
Winterfell?”
“Yes,”
BriYany
said.

“I
haven’t
seen
it
un;l
this
morning.

Same
as
you.”
“And
why
not?
You
are
part
of
their
family.

And
you
can’t
turn
on
your
family.

You
said
so
yourself.”

He
leaned
closer
to
BriYany.

“Do
they
not
trust
you?”

  30. 30. “I
can’t
imagine
why
not—“
“Did
you
discuss
our
conversa;on
with
them?”
“No.”


  31. 31. Piper
began
to
pace
around
the
room.

“Mrs.
Amana,
I’m
sure
you
can
understand
me
when
I
say
that
I
am
beginning
to
ques;on
your
loyalty
again.

Your
nephews
and
niece
have
a
way
of
turning
up
in
here
and
telling
me
quite
convincingly
that
they
are
planning
nothing,
then
produce—this.

And
you
are
doing
so
far
less
convincingly
than
they
did.”
“This
took
work,”
BriYany
said
to
Piper.

“They’re
working
jobs
and
taking
care
of
four
children.

They
must
have
started
this
before
our
conversa;on.”

  32. 32. “Jobs
and
four
children,”
Piper
repeated.

“So
if
you
didn’t
help
them,
who
did?”

He
focused
on
BriYany
again.

“Find
out
who
their
accomplices
are.

No,
wait.”

Piper
began
to
pace
again.

“It
must
be
those
simselves.

They’re
the
ones
hiding
Will.

I
know
it.”
“They
wouldn’t
do
that,”
BriYany
thought
out
loud.
“Oh,
yes,
they
would.

They
like
to
talk
about
having
rules.

But
I
know
they’d
do
anything
to
get
rid
of
me
and
make
their
pet
family
happy
again.

They’d
throw
out
all
their
rules
to
do
it.

Just
the
other
day,
they—“
Piper
focused
on
BriYany
again.

“Get
them
out
of
that
house.

I’m
going
to
find
out
what
they’re
hiding.

And
do
it
now.”

  33. 33. Ten
minutes
later,
Piper
took
to
the
podium.
“You
may
have
seen
a
new
document
circula;ng
around
town,”
he
explained
at
the
press
conference.

“It
is
a
document
of
rebellion.

It
is
a
radical
aYempt
to
alter
the
fabric
of
government—a
government
which
does
not
require
any
improvements
at
this
;me.

We
are
beYer
off
without
it.

  34. 34. “But
never
let
it
be
said
that
I
do
not
value
your
opinions.

Tomorrow,
I
am
calling
a
special
elec;on
on
the
rebellion.

All
adult
ci;zens
of
Winterfell
with
no
criminal
connec;ons
may
come
to
the
courthouse
at
any
;me
between
seven
am
and
midnight
to
cast
their
votes
on
this
crucial
issue.

I
urge
you
to
make
the
right
choice.”


  35. 35. For
the
most
part,
the
Starks
spent
their
;me
going
about
their
own
business
at
home.

Piper
s;ll
kept
a
goon
sta;oned
outside
their
home
at
all
;mes,
so
they
didn’t
discuss
the
cons;tu;on
unless
someone
asked
them
about
it.

Instead,
they
stuck
to
the
other
responsibili;es
BriYany
had
men;oned.



  36. 36. But
as
word
got
around,
more
and
more
people
came
by
the
Stark
home
to
ask
what
they
thought.

“I
remember
when
your
uncle
took
back
the
Law
from
the
mob,”
Pao
Mellon
told
Sabriel
when
he
came
to
check
on
the
bills.

“You’re
doing
the
same
good
work
as
him.

Tell
me
what
I
can
do
to
help.”

  37. 37. Sabriel
didn’t
answer
him
then,
because
the
Boltons
were
s;ll
in
earshot.

But
that
night,
she
snuck
out
of
the
house
and
put
a
note
in
the
mailbox
for
Pao:
How
many
people
live
here?

And
how
many
of
them
support
us?

Keep
us
posted.

Without
that
informa;on,
they
would
never
know
when
their
plan
succeeded.



  38. 38. “You
had
a
dream,”
Gemma
said.

“And
now
you
think
you’re
the
heir?”
Meg
stood
her
ground
and
stared
back
at
Gemma.

“I
don’t
think
it.

I
know
it.”
“That’s
not
fair.

What
if
I
wanted
to
be
the
heir?”
Gemma
asked.

  39. 39. “What
are
you
talking
about?”
Lirael
came
running
over,
pursued
by
Lyra.

“Who’s
going
to
be
the
heir,”
Meg
said.
“Meg
thinks
it’s
going
to
be
her
because
she
had
a
dream
about
Grandpa,”
Gemma
explained.

“I
was
telling
her
that’s
stupid
and
unfair.

Because
it
is.”

  40. 40. “What’s
an
heir?”
Lyra
asked.
Gemma
and
Meg
explained
in
terms,
each
one
interrup;ng
the
other
as
they
gave
their
own
version.

“That
sounds
hard,”
Lyra
concluded.

  41. 41. “But
you
don’t
have
to
worry
about
it,
because
it’s
me!”
Meg
announced.
“Stop
it.

You
know
that’s
not
how
it
works.

Aunt
Sabriel’s
going
to
pick
someone—“
“It’s
okay,”
Lyra
said.

“I
don’t
want
to
be
the
heir.”

  42. 42. “Maybe
now
you
don’t.

But
what
if
you
want
to
later?”
Gemma
asked.

“It’s
just
like
what
Piper
did,
sneaking
into
the
office—“
Meg’s
jaw
dropped.

“I’M
NOT
LIKE
PIPER!”
she
yelled.


“It’s
just
like
him
to
say
you’re
gonna
be
everyone’s
favorite
forever
and
ever!”

  43. 43. “I
don’t!”
Meg
turned
to
her
sisters
for
support.

Unfortunately
for
her,
Lyra
and
Lirael
had
gone
off
to
play
Mary
Mack.


  44. 44. “I
wish
they’d
stop
figh;ng,”
Lyra
said.

“I
don’t
care
if
Meg
had
a
dream.
Except
if
it’s
about
something
happy,
like
Dad
coming
back.

I
wish
Dad
would
come
back.
Then,
everything’s
going
to
be
okay
again
and
they
won’t
fight
anymore.”

She
stopped
for
breath.
“They’ve
been
figh;ng
all
day,”
Lirael
said.

“I
don’t—“
“Look!

The
swing’s
open!”
Lyra
skipped
toward
the
swing,
thoughts
of
figh;ng
forgoYen.

Lirael
followed.

  45. 45. Meg
turned
back.

“I’m
not—“
She
stopped
when
she
no;ced
their
teacher
hovering
over
them
with
a
familiar‐looking
woman.
“Gemma
Stark?”
Mr.
Lillard
asked.

  46. 46. Gemma
assumed
her
tough
pose,
knowing
something
was
wrong.
“Yeah.”
“The
Educa;on
Minister
needs
to
talk
to
you,”
Mr.
Lillard
said.

“Could
you
please
come
with
me?”
“It’s
supposed
to
be
recess,”
Gemma
grumbled,
but
she
went
anyway.

  47. 47. “It’ll
be
you
next.”
Meg
turned
around.
“Valen;ne!”

She
gave
her
best
friend
a
hug,
grateful
to
see
someone
who
wasn’t
going
to
aYack
her.

“What
are
you
doing
here?
I
thought
you’d
be
with
the
older
kids.”


  48. 48. “I
had
to
talk
to
you,”
Valen;ne
explained.
“Good.

I’ve
missed
you.

I
can’t
have
classes
with
you
anymore,
and
since
your
mom
won’t
let
me
come
over—“

  49. 49. “They
got
to
my
mom,”
Valen;ne
whispered
to
Meg.
“What?”
“That’s
the
bad
thing
you
saw.

That’s
why
my
mom
won’t
let
you
come
over
anymore.”

  50. 50. “That’s
awful!

We
have
to
do
something!”

“I
know.

But
we’ve
got
to
be
sneaky
about
it.

I
don’t
want
to
end
up
like
Kay,
and
it’d
be
even
worse
for
you.”
“So
what
do
we
do?”

  51. 51. “My
mom’s
supposed
to
give
Piper
informaJon
about
your
family,”
Valen;ne
whispered.

“So
we
lie
to
her
and
give
her
false
informaJon
to
pass
on
to
Piper.

And
then
we
lead
Piper
into
a
trap.

So,
what
do
you
know
about
Piper’s
downfall?”
“Well—“
Meg
tried
to
piece
things
together.

“I
haven’t
seen
anything
with
him
and
your
mom—“
“Shh!

They’re
coming
back!”

  52. 52. Meg
looked
up.

First,
she
saw
Gemma
back
on
the
playground.

Second,
she
saw
the
two
people
approaching
her
and
Valen;ne.
“Is
it
my
turn?”
she
asked
Mr.
Lillard.
“Yes,
Meg,”
her
teacher
said.

  53. 53. She
looked
back
at
Valen;ne,
then
set
her
mouth
in
a
line
and
followed
them.
They
led
her
up
the
stairs
into
the
empty
schoolroom.

The
Educa;on
Minister
sat
at
the
teacher’s
desk,
and
the
teacher
leX
the
room.

Meg
stood.

  54. 54. “How
are
you
doing
in
school?”
Lucia
asked.
“I’m
geeng
A‐pluses,”
Meg
told
her.

“I’m
looking
forward
to
geeng
out
of
primary
school.

My
best
friend’s
already
with
the
big
kids.”
“Good.

And
the
situa;on
at
your
home
hasn’t
hurt
you?”

  55. 55. “What
do
you
mean?”
Meg
asked.
“I
mean,
growing
up
without
a
father,”
Lucia
said.

“It
must
be
hard.

Have
you
had
any
word
from
him?”
“No,”
Meg
said.

But
as
she
spoke,
she
realized
her
danger.

She
had
seen
her
dad.

She
knew
where
he
was.

She
couldn’t
let
anyone
realize
that
she
knew.

  56. 56. “Are
you
sure?”

Meg
had
to
do
something.

She
let
her
face
go
blank
and
tried
to
ignore
everything
around
her
as
she
hoped
for
a
vision,
then
searched
her
memory
for
a
possible
distrac;on.
“Meg?

Are
you
listening
to
me?”

  57. 57. “You
searched
the
simselves’
house,”
Meg
said,
trying
to
sound
as
eerie
as
she
could.

She
watched
Lucia.

A
glimmer
of
recogni;on
crossed
the
Educa;on
Minister’s
face.

Meg
pressed
on.

“Do
you
know
what
they’ll
do
to
you?

They
always
get
their
revenge
whenever
someone
hurts
the
people
they
love.

They
wait
un;l
we’ve
taken
care
of
a
problem
ourselves.

But
then
they
fly
in
on
dark
wings
and
fight
back.

They’re
wai;ng
for
Piper
to
fall.

It
won’t
be
long
now—“


  58. 58. “That’s
enough!”
Lucia
shouted.

“Go!”

Meg
walked
from
the
classroom
into
the
hallway
and
took
a
breath
once
the
Educa;on
Minister
was
out
of
sight.

  59. 59. Piper
wasn’t
young
anymore.

That
meant
that
in
addi;on
to
tracking
down
Will
Stark,
figh;ng
off
Arthur
and
Sabriel,
and
actually
running
the
office,
he
had
started
looking
for
a
successor.
Unfortunately,
all
of
his
aYempts
to
find
someone
had
been
met
with
either
apathy
or
flat‐out
rejec;on.

He
had
asked
Lucia
to
refer
her
highest‐performing
secondary
school
graduates
to
him
in
hopes
of
geeng
someone
young
who
could
do
the
job
throughout
adulthood,
but
most
of
them
seemed
to
have
beYer
things
to
do
than
come
to
the
office
on
;me
and
learn
about
the
law.



  60. 60. Or
they
were
Stark
sympathizers.

“You
can’t
train
me
to
be
the
Law
because
you’re
not
really
the
Law,”
Ivy
Copur
told
Piper.

“It’s
like
what
Ted
said
on
Sim
Who.

You
can’t
pretend
to
be
somebody
you’re
not.”

  61. 61. Piper
rubbed
his
temples.
“Ted?”
“Arthur
Stark’s
character,”
Ivy
said.
“Get
out.”

  62. 62. This
was
where
legacy
families
had
it
right.

Brandon
Stark
had
never
had
to
think
that
much
about
the
succession,
because
he
could
turn
to
his
brother’s
kids.

Did
Piper’s
brothers
have
any
kids
who
he
could
recruit?

He
hadn’t
thought
about
his
brothers
in
years.

Why
should
he,
when
all
they
did
was
read
books
instead
of
caring
about
how
to
use
their
knowledge?


Time
was
running
out.

Cons;tu;on
or
no
cons;tu;on,
everybody
died,
no
maYer
how
much
they
tried
to
put
it
off.

The
search
of
the
simself
house
had
yielded
absolutely
nothing
except
for
Lily
standing
around
and
smiling
as
if
she
had
invited
him
over
for
tea,
exactly
as
young
as
she
had
been
when
Piper
arranged
for
her
firing
all
those
years
ago.

As
for
asking
the
children,
Piper
could
have
predicted
that
it
would
have
been
useless
when
Lucia
brought
him
the
idea.

  63. 63. The
special
elec;on
was
supposed
to
cement
Piper’s
leadership,
but
that
wasn’t
working
out
so
well,
either.

He
had
only
won
the
elec;on
by
a
narrow
margin,
despite
having
access
to
every
resource
the
office
of
the
Law
could
provide
to
ensure
his
victory.

That
cons;tu;on
was
catching
on
in
the
town’s
collec;ve
mind,
and
Piper’s
familiar
strategies
were
failing
him.
He
would
not
allow
the
Starks
to
beat
him
at
his
own
game.

No
one
needed
to
know
what
the
actual
vote
count
was.

A
few
extra
in
his
favor
to
make
his
lead
look
more
commanding,
and
maybe
the
movement
would
fizzle
if
anything
would
have
the
courtesy
of
going
to
plan.

  64. 64. “Do
you
think
we’re
going
to
win
the
special
elec;on?”
Jan
asked.

Her
eyes
glowed
from
the
previous
night’s
experiments.
“No,”
Arthur
said.

“I
wish
I
could
say
yes.

But
we
haven’t
had
enough
Jme.”

  65. 65. “Maybe
we
have,”
Sabriel
said.

“Piper
thinks
he’s
cueng
this
off,
but
an
elec;on
means
that
people
are
going
to
talk.”
“Not
the
people
who
are
allowed
to
vote,
though.”
True
to
form,
the
Starks
all
had
criminal
connec;ons
that
barred
them
from
vo;ng
in
the
special
elec;on.
“It’s
not
over,”
she
said.
“We’ve
probably
got
a
lot
of
people
signed
on,
though
I
don’t
think
it’s
half
yet.

And
Piper’s
only
making
things
worse
by
searching
so
many
homes
for
someone
most
people
have
barely
even
met.

More
are
coming.

The
rules
say
we
should
give
up
once
the
elec;on’s
decided,
but
we’re
not
playing
by
the
rules.”

  66. 66. “Good
evening,”
Piper’s
voice
said
on
the
radio.
“Whoa!”
someone
said.
“Lirael?”
Jan
asked,
turning
toward
the
source
of
the
noise.

“What
are
you
doing
here?”

  67. 67. “Reading,”
she
said.

“Is
that
okay?”
“How
long
have
you
been
here?”
Jan
asked.
“Since
the
ghosts—“

  68. 68. “Listen,”
Sabriel
said.

“Thank
you
for
your
vote
of
confidence,”
Piper
was
saying.

“Approximately
seventy‐five
percent
of
you
voted
to
allow
me
to
conJnue
serving
Winterfell
as
your
Law.

I
will
conJnue
to
govern
well
and
according
to
the
laws.”
“No,
you
won’t.”
But
confusion
appeared
on
her
face.

“Seventy‐five
percent?”

  69. 69. “That
seems
high,”
Jan
said.

The
glow
in
her
eyes
had
faded.

“Well,
I
guess
because
we
weren’t
allowed
to
vote—“
“No.

That’s
not
right,”
Sabriel
said.

“We’ve
been
doing
beYer
than
that,
and
we’ve
got
lots
of
allies
who
haven’t
been
flagged
as
having
criminal
connec;ons.”
“Or
maybe
it
is,
and
we
just
aren’t
doing
as
well
as
we
thought.”

  70. 70. “We’ll
ask
around.
Quietly,”
Arthur
concluded.

“Or
get
someone
to
break
into
Piper’s
office
and
get
the
real
vote
counts.”
Lirael
made
a
note
to
ask
around
if
the
grownups
couldn’t
do
it.

Or
get
Lyra
to
do
that.

No,
that
wouldn’t
be
quiet.

  71. 71. BriYany
didn’t
sleep
well
most
nights.

Even
now
that
Carla
was
old
enough
to
sleep
through
the
night,
she
stayed
up
worrying
about
the
dangerous
game
that
she
played.

Would
her
children
survive?

What
about
the
rest
of
her
family?

What
about
herself?


  72. 72. “Have
you
heard
from
your
dad?”
she
heard
Valen;ne
saying
outside.
Who
was
she
talking
to?

BriYany
got
up
and
walked
toward
the
door.


  73. 73. “Well,
maybe
you
will
soon.

I
heard
that
he’s
come
back
to—“

Valen;ne
paused.

“No,
I
don’t
know
where
he
is.

But
people
are
saying
he’s
back,
and
he
wrote
the
cons;tu;on.”


  74. 74. BriYany
stopped
listening.

Will
back?

Could
it
be
true?

If
it
was,
what
would
she
do
about
it?
She
turned
her
face
from
Carla,
who
slept
on
the
other
side
of
the
bed,
and
remembered
saying
that
she
would
arrest
Will
if
Piper
gave
her
the
order
to
do
so.

She
remembered
telling
Valen;ne
that
the
Starks
were
the
only
other
family
that
they
had.

She
remembered
vo;ng
for
Arthur
and
Sabriel
that
aXernoon.
There
was
no
telephone
in
the
second
floor
hallway,
so
why
had
Valen;ne
decided
to
talk
on
the
phone
out
there?

  75. 75. “I
can’t
turn
on
them,”
BriYany
whispered
to
the
wall.

She
would
tell
Piper
about
Will’s
return—but
only
to
further
unhinge
him.


  76. 76. “You’ve
studied
for
that
exam
five
;mes
over.”
Sullivan
sat
next
to
Will
on
the
sofa.

“It’s
okay
to
take
a
break.”
“I
don’t
think
I’m
ready.”
Will
kept
looking
at
the
book.

“Sean,
you’re
geeng
beYer
grades
in
physics
than
I’m
geeng
in
drama.

That’s
not
supposed
to
happen.

You’ll
be
fine.

It’s
okay
to
just…be
a
Romance
Sim
once
in
a
while.”

  77. 77. Will
looked
at
his
ring‐less
hands.
“You
won’t
ever
win,”
he
remembered.

He
griYed
his
teeth.
He
wanted
the
break
that
Sullivan
offered.

The
symbols
were
star;ng
to
swim,
and
he
kept
making
mistakes
in
the
calcula;ons.

But
this
wasn’t
about
an
exam.

It
was
about
the
phone
lines.

It
was
about
his
freedom.

It
was
about
his
family.




“I
can’t,”
Will
said.

“I’ve
got
to
keep
going.”

  78. 78. “Suit
yourself,”
Sullivan
said.

“When
they
find
your
body,
don’t
say
I
didn’t
warn
you
about
working
too
hard.”
Will
smiled
for
a
moment
as
Sullivan
stood
up.

  79. 79. “Though
my
fiancé’s
coming
over
this
aXernoon
for
a
visit,”
Sullivan
con;nued.
“I’ll—“
Arthur?

Here?

Will
found
himself
struck
with
the
need
to
s;ck
around
somehow
and
see
his
brother.

He
could
find
out
what
was
really
happening
back
home,
not
just
garbled
rumors.

He
could
hear
about
his
children—well,
four
of
them.

But
when
it
came
down
to
it,
Will
had
to
let
Arthur
slip
away.
“I’ll
go
to
the
library,”
he
finished.


  80. 80. “I
was
going
to
tell
you
to
go
to
the
spa.

Or
to
the
bar.

But
if
you
insist,
the
library.

Just
go
get
a
massage
aXer
finals,”
Sullivan
instructed
Will.
“Thanks.”

  81. 81. If
Will
was
actually
studying
for
an
exam,
then
he
would
have
set
aside
the
book
a
long
;me
ago.

But
he
was
here
to
do
his
duty
as
the
heir.

He
couldn’t
rest
un;l
he
had
worked
out
the
solu;on
to
the
phone
lines.


At
least
the
problem
showed
signs
of
giving
way.

Some;mes,
Will
wondered
if
he
could
have
made
the
same
breakthroughs
while
with
his
family.

He
thought
about
sleepless
nights
when
Gemma
and
Meg
cried
their
hearts
out,
unable
to
voice
their
needs.



  82. 82. But
Will
didn’t
exactly
sleep
here
at
Oldtown,
did
he?

He
would
uninten;onally
nod
off
over
his
books,
then
force
himself
back
into
the
problems
again
with
thoughts
of
how
he
would
never
prove
the
winter
woman
wrong
if
he
got
a
moment
more
sleep
than
necessary.


Plus,
not
sleeping
kept
the
nightmares
at
bay.

  83. 83. “Is
that
a
photographer?”
Sullivan
asked.

Arthur
looked
behind
him.

“Yeah,
it
is.”

He
waved
the
dormie
over.

“You
want
a
picture
of
me
and
my
fiancé?”

The
photographer
took
the
picture,
then
headed
off,
plainly
disappointed.

  84. 84. “I
thought
that’d
send
this
one
off,”
Arthur
said
to
Sullivan,
no;cing
that
his
fiancé
was
gaping.

“What?”
“You’re
just
that
used
to
photographers?”
Sullivan
asked.
“Didn’t
you
know?

You’re
looking
at
Winterfell’s
Sexiest
Sim
Alive.”
Arthur
did
a
spin.

“And
all
those
fans
had
beYer
know
I’m
taken.”

  85. 85. Sullivan
pulled
Arthur
into
a
kiss.

“Couldn’t
agree
more,”
he
said
aXer
breaking
away.

“Come
on
in
and
tell
me
everything.”


  86. 86. “You
wouldn’t
believe
it,”
Arthur
said.
“What?”
Sullivan
decided
he
had
done
a
good
enough
job
washing
the
burned
macaroni
and
cheese
out
of
the
bowls.
“Piper’s
self‐destruc;ng
way
faster
than
I
expected.

When
I
leX,
people
were
lining
up
outside
the
house
to
sign
their
names
to
our
pe;;on.”

  87. 87. “And
to
get
a
glimpse
of
you,
I
bet,”
Sullivan
said,
not
a
trace
of
jealousy
in
his
voice.
“Maybe.

They’re
all
glad
I
survived
the
Sim
Who
finale.

I’m
thinking
it’d
be
fun
to
direct
an
episode,”
Arthur
mused.

“If
my
agent
doesn’t
throw
a
fit.

He’s
one
of
Piper’s
people.”

  88. 88. “Give
it
a
try,”
Sullivan
said.

“So,
people
lining
up
outside
the
house.

What
could
have
brought
that
on
other
than
geeng
a
look
at
you?”
“Piper
decided
to
have
a
special
elec;on
on
our
cons;tu;on,”
Arthur
explained.

“He
was
going
to
try
to
get
rid
of
it
that
way.

But
we
started
asking
around
aXer
the
elec;on—and
he
rigged
the
votes.”

  89. 89. “So
you
won?”
Sullivan
asked.
“Not
yet,
but
it’s
the
beginning
of
the
end.

And
now
he’s
convinced
that
Will’s
the
one
who
wrote
the
cons;tu;on
in
the
first
place,
so
he’s
prac;cally
tearing
off
the
walls
on
people’s
houses.

They’ve
had
enough.”

  90. 90. “Sabriel
must
be
having
a
field
day,”
Sullivan
mused.
“She
is.”
Arthur
laughed.

“And
so
am
I.

Once
this
is
over,
then…then
we’ll
be
a
family
again.

And
you’ll
be
part
of
it.

The
first
thing
we’ll
do
is
go
on
a
real
date.

Just
you
and
me.”

  91. 91. When
she
grew
up
that
evening,
Gemma
wished
for
an
end
to
the
ghosts.

Unfortunately,
she
didn’t
get
her
wish.


  92. 92. “Meg?”
Gemma
asked
that
night.
“Yeah?”
She
couldn’t
stop
herself
from
talking.

It
must
have
been
because
of
all
the
ghost
scares.

“Is
it
really
happening
like
you
said?
Is
it
almost
over?”

  93. 93. “Yes,”
Meg
said,
not
a
trace
of
doubt
in
her
voice.

She
had
measured
herself
against
the
marks
on
the
wall
right
aXer
growing
up.


By
now,
she
was
about
the
right
height
for
the
vision
to
come
true.

But
Gemma
didn’t
want
to
hear
that.
“Nobody
cares
what
Piper
has
to
say
anymore,”
she
told
Gemma
instead.

“That
magazine
with
Uncle
Arthur’s
interview
is
supposed
to
be
banned,
but
Valen;ne’s
handing
it
out
all
around
the
school
and
nobody’s
saying
a
word.

How
many
signatures
does
the
cons;tu;on
have?”

  94. 94. “I
think
we
might
have
enough
now,”
Gemma
said.

“But
they’re
wai;ng
to
see
how
it
goes
when
Uncle
Arthur
directs
the
episode
of
Sim
Who
before
going
forward
with
the
cons;tu;on.

Because
if
we
can
have
par;es
and
dates
because
of
him,
then
that’ll
be
one
more
nail
in
Piper’s
coffin.”
“Works
by
me,”
Meg
said.

“And
then
Dad
will
come
back,
and
everything
will
be
okay.”

  95. 95. They
went
to
sleep,
each
hoping
that
becoming
teenagers
would
help
them
get
along
beYer.


  96. 96. Sabriel
examined
her
reflec;on
in
the
mirror.

Had
she
ever
really
looked
at
herself
in
mirrors
before?

She
had
never
cared
much
about
how
she
looked.

She
had
always
accepted
her
long
hair
as
if
she
never
had
any
alterna;ves.


  97. 97. That
aXernoon,
Arthur
had
returned
triumphant
from
his
Sim
Who
direc;ng
session,
which
had
cemented
his
place
as
an
Icon
in
Winterfell’s
film
history.

He
had
also
brought
back
several
new
signatures,
which
would
be
enough
to
present
a
very
long
list
of
names
to
the
people
of
Winterfell
and
finish
dismantling
what
remained
of
Piper’s
government.


  98. 98. Time
to
get
that
icky
hair
out
of
her
face
and
finish
off
Piper
once
and
for
all.

Sabriel
started
to
cut.


  99. 99. Most
of
the
others
also
changed
their
appearances.

Meg,
Lyra,
and
Lirael
all
took
their
hair
out
of
their
current
hairdos.

Jan
changed
her
hair
back
to
brown.



  100. 100. Gemma
tried
to
cut
all
her
hair
off,
like
her
aunt.

Luckily,
Arthur
convinced
her
to
stop
midway
through.
She
didn’t
have
the
bone
structure
for
a
super‐short
cut.


  101. 101. Finally,
Sabriel
finished
trimming
her
hair
to
her
sa;sfac;on.

She
gazed
at
herself
in
the
mirror,
trying
to
get
adjusted
to
not
having
the
weight
of
unnecessary
hair
on
her
head
anymore.


She
felt
more
like
the
person
she
wanted
to
be
than
she
ever
had
before.

  102. 102. Meanwhile,
Arthur
was
the
only
one
in
the
family
who
didn’t
feel
like
he
needed
a
makeover.

He
picked
up
the
phone
and
called
Sullivan.
“Hello?”
“Remember
that
date
I
asked
you
for?”
Arthur
asked,
a
smile
playing
on
his
face.



  103. 103. “Yeah,”
Sullivan
said.


“It’s
Jme,”
Arthur
said.

“I’m
an
Icon
now!”
“Congratula;ons!”
Sullivan
said.

“I’ll
be
over
as
soon
as
I
can!”


  104. 104. “First,
we’re
going
to
take
out
Piper,”
Arthur
said.

“Meet
me
at
the
courthouse.”
“I
will.

I
love
you.”
“I
love
you,
too.”

  105. 105. Sullivan
turned
to
Sean,
who
had
just
come
out
of
the
bathroom
aXer
giving
himself
a
dras;c
makeover
that
made
him
look
even
more
familiar.

“I’m
heading
out,”
he
said.
“I
know,”
Sean
answered.

“I’m
coming
with
you.”
“You
don’t
have
to,”
Sullivan
said.

  106. 106. “Actually,
I
do.”
Sean
stood
up.

“I
know
you’ve
wondered
why
I’ve
been
playing
with
phone
wires
and
studying
all
the
;me
instead
of
ac;ng
like
a
normal
Romance
Sim.

But
I’ve
got
a
fix
for
the
phones.”
“Really?”
“Really.

They’ll
be
fine
tomorrow,
and
the
day
aXer
that,
and
the
day
aXer
that.”

  107. 107. “Then—“
Sullivan
started,
knowing
the
answer
to
his
unspoken
ques;on.
“I’m
Will
Stark,”
he
said,
his
heart
pounding
at
the
admission.

He
kept
talking
to
cover
it
up.

“And
we’re
going
to
Winterfell
together.”

  108. 108. Will
kept
walking
through
the
crowd,
slowly
and
steadily
making
his
way
toward
the
courthouse.

He
felt
his
feet
growing
heavier
as
he
passed
person
aXer
person,
but
they
looked
through
him
as
if
he
was
s;ll
Sean
Cooper.

No
one
moved
to
arrest
him.


Why
were
all
these
people
here?

  109. 109. He
glanced
through
the
window
and
heard
Piper
talking:
“…announce
that
I
have
restored
the
phone
lines…”

  110. 110. Will
turned
back.
“What’s
going
on?”
he
asked
a
woman
in
a
brown
jacket.
“The
phones
are
fixed,”
the
woman
reported.

“You
can
call
out
any
day
of
the
week
now.

He
says
he’s
the
one
who
did
it.”

  111. 111. “Do
you
believe
him?”
Sullivan
asked
her.
“I—I
don’t
think
so.”
“No,”
Marisa
said.

“All
he
ever
does
is
lie.

He
lied
about
the
elec;on.

Why
should
this
be
any
different?”


  112. 112. Sullivan
turned
to
Will.

“Go.”
He
was
right.

Will
hadn’t
come
this
far
to
turn
back.

He
walked
into
the
courtroom.

  113. 113. “…I
hope
to
usher
in
a
new
age
of
communica;on…”
Piper
con;nued
on.
“What
is
a
massively
mul;player
online
game?”
Will
asked.

  114. 114. “Arrest
him!”
Piper
shrieked.

Will
hadn’t
had
;me
to
put
a
finger
on
it
before,
but
something
about
Piper
wasn’t
right.
Everyone
stayed
in
their
seats.


  115. 115. “It’s
a
game,”
Will
con;nued,
standing
just
inside
the
doorway.

“There’s
not
much
that
people
can
do
when
;mes
are
tough,
but
they
can
play
games—using
the
phone
connec;on
to
do
so.

That’s
how
the
phones
were
broken.”

  116. 116. “If
none
of
you
understand
your
du;es
as
ci;zens,
I’ll
do
it
myself!”
Piper
yelled,
coming
down
from
the
podium.

“As
the
Law
of
Winterfell,
I—“

“You
won’t.”
BriYany
rose
from
her
front‐row
seat
and
placed
herself
between
Piper
and
Will.

  117. 117. Piper
stared
at
her.

“You
liar!

You
told
me
that
if
I
ordered
you
to
arrest
him,
you
would
do
it!”
“Haven’t
you
heard?”
BriYany
asked.

“You’re
not
the
Law
anymore.”
“Of
course
I’m
the
Law!”
“Not
according
to
most
of
the
people
sieng
in
these
seats.”

  118. 118. Piper
stared
out
at
the
crowd,
then
broke
into
a
run,
exi;ng
through
a
back
door
that
Will
did
not
remember
seeing
the
last
;me
he
had
been
in
the
courthouse.


  119. 119. Will
approached
the
microphone.

“It
was
me,”
he
explained.

“I
fixed
the
phones.

I
did
it
by
building
a
new
server
that
people
could
play
games
on,
so
that
people
won’t
need
to
use
the
phones
to
connect
anymore.

So
now,
you
can
call
any
;me
you
want.

They’re
going
to
be
fine
from
now
on.”
They
didn’t
call
him
a
crazed
killer
or
boo
him
off
the
podium.

In
fact,
a
lot
of
them
looked
happy.

  120. 120. Piper
ran
up
the
stairs.

It
couldn’t
be
true.

They
had
to
be
lying.

He
knew
he
needed
to
fix
everyone’s
opinion
of
him,
but
that?

Not
being
the
Law
anymore?

Impossible.

  121. 121. He
opened
the
doors
of
the
office
to
find
Arthur
and
Sabriel
sieng
at
the
twin
desks
and
the
office
returned
to
its
former
color
scheme.


“Hiding?”
Arthur
asked
Piper.
“No,
you’re
not,”
Sabriel
finished.

“I
always
told
you
this
is
my
office.”

  122. 122. “You
get
out
of
those
chairs,”
Piper
demanded.
“You’re
the
one
who’s
going.”
Sabriel
stayed
seated.

“All
those
people
outside?

They
want
us
to
be
the
Law,
and
they
hate
you.”
“I
need
proof
of
that.

Where
are
the
signatures?”
“And
have
you
tear
up
the
page?

No
way.

You’re
not
the
Law
anymore.”

  123. 123. “You
should
sit
down,”
Arthur
said.

“We’ve
got
a
lot
to
talk
about.”


  124. 124. Piping
Down
By
Ursula
Fitzhugh
Pius
Piper
is
no
longer
the
Law
and
is
leaving
town
for
good.

He
will
be
spending
his
reJrement
anywhere
but
here.

If
he
ever
returns
to
Winterfell,
I
would
not
want
to
be
him
when
Sabriel
Stark
finds
out
about
his
return.



  125. 125. Under
the
new
consJtuJon,
Arthur
and
Sabriel
Stark
are
now
serving
as
joint
Laws
of
Winterfell
aIer
the
vote
of
no
confidence
against
Piper.

Arthur
has
returned
parJes,
makeovers,
and
dates
to
Winterfell,
and
I
have
it
on
good
authority
that
it
will
soon
be
possible
to
move
around
large
items
again
thanks
to
Sabriel.
Their
first
act
was
to
pardon
Will
Stark
for
the
completely
bogus
charges
that
Piper
brought
against
him.

Now
when
people
think
about
Will
Stark,
they
will
think
of
the
sim
who
returned
decent
phone
service
and
Internet
access
to
Winterfell.



  126. 126. “Dad!”
Meg
ran
out
of
the
house
once
she
saw
Will
approaching
the
house.

“I
knew
you’d
come
back!”
“Meg!

I
haven’t
seen
you
since
you
were
a
baby.”
Will
had
worried
that
he
wouldn’t
know
which
kid
was
which,
but
he
had
talked
about
the
kids
with
Arthur
and
Sabriel
on
the
way
home.

He
pulled
her
into
a
hug.

“I’ve
got
so
much
catching
up
to
do.”
Meg
smiled.

Everything
was
going
to
be
okay
now.

  127. 127. Next
;me
on
An
Apocalypse
of
Ice:
+
Time
to
face
the
change
ch‐ch‐changes!

+
Will
everything
really
be
okay
now
that
Will
is
home?
(LOL.)

+
Winterfell’s
first
wedding
party!
+
OMG
I’m
halfway
through
this
thing
now!
(10/20
restric;ons
aXer
Arthur
and
Will
liXed
Show
Business
and
Gamer!)

  128. 128. Guest
starring:
+
Ferdinand
Penguino
(The
Penguino
Legacy)
+
India
Ve;nari
(The
VeJnari
Dualegacy)
+
Magellan
Penguino
(The
Penguino
Legacy)
+
Spencer
Fitzhugh
(The
Fitzhugh
Legacy)
+
Teagan
Fitzhugh
(The
Morgan
Legacy)
+
Ursula
Fitzhugh
(A
Villainous
Apocalypse)
+
Wally
Doran
(The
Bass‐Ackwards
Apocalypse)
Thanks
to
Pen
and
Rose
for
their
feedback
on
this
chapter!

  129. 129. Time
to
break
out
the
cute
photos
with
Will.
PARTY
TIME,
EVERYONE!
Happy
Simming
:D



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