Meg snorted as she tinkered with the contraption she’d begun to construct in the side yard of the orphanage-the Princess had commissioned her to build a sedan chair-and wondered what exactly that well-dressed couple from London had wanted earlier. Outside visitors, with the exception of the occasional terrified teenage girl who often
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i can actually feel myself warming up to meg with every new fanfic you write.
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Yay! Meg needs all the love she can get. :3
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P.S: Of course I'm not mad! Not a bit! ♥
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