Freddie took a drink, and then smiled mischievously. He wasn't going to do anything bad, he reassured himself. It wasn't as if this was Creothceann again, and he wouldn't dare make a fool of himself at his brothers' party. Not on purpose, at least.
"Truth or dare. And you can't lie to me—I'm good at knowing if you're lying," he reminded him. "And if one of us refuses a dare, we owe each other... a sickle. Each time." He raised a brow in challenge.
"Truth or dare. And you can't lie to me—I'm good at knowing if you're lying," he reminded him. "And if one of us refuses a dare, we owe each other... a sickle. Each time." He raised a brow in challenge.

— set by mj <3 —