#˗ ˋ † ᴀʟᴛ. ﹕ blue blood of russia !

[fcarher]

  ↪ PROPMPTED ; @nezumi-vc-103221​ asked ; bloody : my muse coming to your muse with blood stains on their clothes and hands, shaking.

                ｓｏｍｅ  ｏｎｅ  ｗｏｒｄ  ｐｒｏｍｐｔｓ ．

SWEAT BUDDED ATOP PORCELAIN flesh; stained with red had it been, variations of CRIMSON depending on how much it had already dried. LONG legs stumbled, trying to walk in a simple line SEEMED to be futile; a task she was NOT able to fulfill. just like she was NOT able to fulfill her duties as a princess; a CURSED beast had she been. nothing less. nothing more. BUT why did she feel a WHOLE lot of nothing ? her body felt numb. her mind felt like a cacophony of chaotic HYMNS to spite the maiden within her demise. the gods were SINGING to mock this child; it echoed through the hallways; burned itself into her mind & rendered her almost a LUNATIC. the ANGELS rejoicing with every STEP that was placed on tired muscles; limbs almost giving up beneath her. with her GAZE cast towards the ground; the female hadn’t even noticed that she STUMBLED into someone. 

OBSIDIAN PUPILS HAD BEEN vibrating as they caught sight of his; memories blank, but she KNEW his face. the way her body trembled; was it because of fear ? of exhaustion ? no one could quite TELL & she wasn’t even aware of how she would look in front of him.  ❛ ne...nezumi... ❜ LONG fingers grasped the hem of his shirt; loose had been her grip; it brought to light the unspeakable HELPLESSNESS of a condemned child. she would NEVER be the same. ONLY then, as the long sleeves of her dress slid down, was one ABLE to see the cuts on hands & wrist; as if she had been playing with shards or a WILD animal. ❛ i don’t... what happened...❜ CRIMSON gaze was set onto her shoes, not even daring to look him in the eye a second longer. the only SOUND which had been enchanting these corridors was her heavy breathing accompanied by the SOUND of droplets crashing against the marble floor. SUDDENLY, a crash; the sound of glass shattering; swords clashing; a commotion that seemed to be not far from here. & yet, still CLOUDED by the thick walls of the castle. ❛ ...i think someone broke into the palace. ❜ before she could have PROPERLY lifted her face, there were already footsteps approaching, agonizingly slow; so slow that it could not be one of the guards, PEOPLE to be protecting her. she was FROZEN; by fear ? by weakness ? it didn’t matter; they had to GO. 

[fcarher]

  ↪ PROPMPTED       --------------     [read] your muse reads to my muse.      ACCEPTING  

           ＡＳＳＯＲＴＥＤ  ＷＯＲＤ  ＳＴＡＲＴＥＲ  ＰＲＯＭＰＴＳ

                                      THE GARDEN HAD BEEN FILLED with silence, save for the almost inaudible sounds of turning pages but that was about it; while it was nice to have nothing disturb the PRINCESS; the lack of noises had made her feel even more isolated. not even nezumi had really spoken a word since joining her within the DEAD garden; his presence felt like pressure; as if there was something to be expected from her; it reminded her of the HAWKEYES of her father. FINGERS had almost pierced through the pages of the small notebook which had been held within her grasp; the inked words on yellowed paper seemed to mix together; an AMALGAMATION of black letters that did not make sense. a BREATH taken; trying to calm those easily irritated nerves. she REALLY had to work on her emotions & to not let them spill out at any given second. 

                                    SUDDENLY SHE HEARD THE MALE’S voice; though, it was not a conversation he started; he recited the words of an old book, fairy tales being its contents. a SMALL smile crept on her lips as she would close her own with a SIMPLE movement; silver eyes met hers for a second, the JOY once displayed fading within the next second; she didn’t grant him the SATISFACTION of knowing that listening to someone reading made her quite happy. it was her IMMENSE pride that got in the way, ONE too many times. & yet, she’d stand from her current sitting position & walk over to the other; seating herself on a bench that was rather close. this TIME; her eyes had been closed, enjoying the change & the lack of silence, the same smile now INFECTING every nook & cranny of her face. words were TAKEN in like something she craved & as the story neared his end; she felt herself being distraught; while, they were still not CLOSER than before, yuna had liked such gestures.  QUICK hands reached out to another book that had lain around, carelessly even. ❛ can i... ❜ the cover had partially COVERED half of her face as would let her head tilt to the side; strands of her hair falling into her vision. ❛ ...read something to you, now ? ❜

@nezumi-vc-103221​

[fcarher]

  ↪ PROPMPTED       --------------   goodbye : my  muse  kissing  and/or  hugging  your  muse  goodbye.     ACCEPTING  

                ｓｏｍｅ  ｏｎｅ  ｗｏｒｄ  ｐｒｏｍｐｔｓ ．

THERE WAS LITTLE NOISE within the palace; everyone had been gathered for the princess’s departure. it wouldn’t be for long, though, she still HAD to attend the invite for all that was precious to her. but, was there anything left THAT was precious to her ? brushing her HAIR; gliding the pink lipstick along her PLUSH LIPS; straightening the HEM of her dress & waiting for her maids to escort her towards the CARRIAGE. a GLANCE was taken; the town’s people had been gathering around the fences & tall walls of the castle; all with LOVING thoughts about the royal family. & yet, even if did bring happiness into her heart; she JUST couldn’t see past all of the pain that her father &, indirectly, SHE herself, had brought to this land. MAYBE she could have done something when speaking up; MAYBE there would have been peace; MAYBE her father would have listened. she liked to imagine THAT & with all, KNEW, deep within, that this would never be her nor that of russia’s reality. it would stay a DREAM. unless...UNLESS she would marry that prince of a COUNTRY she didn’t knew. her FATHER told her that it was best for this country; to leave as the QUEEN of another country & let one of his advisers become heir to the russian throne. & while he talked about it with SO much confidence; she couldn’t believe it. 

❛ NEZUMI...I’LL BE LEAVING SHORTLY. ❜ her words echoed within her chambers before the DOOR, that was previously open, closed behind the young man. HANDS were folded atop her auburn big dress; hair kept simple with a lone red flower in her hair; an ethereal figure, unreal ALMOST.  turning around with a nonchalant, nearly emotionless facial expression. there was NO need to explain why she was leaving in DETAIL; it was useless, would he even care ? a SIGH before she’d draw in closer; face staying the same. ❛ i’ve gotten an invitation from a prince who lives in a far-away country; it’s about a possible marriage arrangement.  ❜ ANOTHER step was taken; not one muscle twitched while she approached the male. ❛ i’ll be gone for a maximum of three weeks. ❜ OBSIDIAN pupils would travel towards the ground before meeting his, ONCE again. SECONDS that resembled HOURS passed before there was a knock on the door; the maid that was to escort her. with the SLIVER of a smile, the female would lean in & give the other a quick kiss on the cheek; russian etiquette, THOUGH, mostly performed by members of the royal family to other members. her LIPS were soft against the flesh of his cheek for half a SECOND before she’d pull away in a hurry. had she forgotten ? had she purposefully ignored it ? was it to tease the other ? an act out of pure amusement or was it something else ? the SMILE turned to a grin; cheeky & seemingly, out of character. ❛ goodbye. ❜ with a BOW of the head, she’d turn towards the door & leave without a second glance towards him.

@nezumi-vc-103221​

[fcarher]

  ↪ PROPMPTED ; @nezumi-vc-103221​​​​ asked ; ♛ : Sharing a dessert  

               ｎｏｎｓｅｘｕａｌ ａｃｔｓ ｏｆ ｉｎｔｉｍａｃｙ

                                  EATING OR DRINKING; OR BOTH had been prohibited from being done within her chambers; there was LITTLE to no privacy when it came to even such mundane tasks as her stomach being filled. there was ALWAYS someone supervising her; be it the attentive eyes of the KING; filled with greed, hate & unspoken rotten things she didn’t even want to invite into her brain. HOWEVER; most of the time, it were simple guards whom the PRINCESS had known since she was young. they were SOFT when it came to her; they witnessed the hardships; the way her mother had thrown her away after being CURSED; they witnessed the KING practically going MAD. & thus, they wouldn’t say a WORD, even while catching a glimpse of the crimson maiden hiding sweets within a CLOTH; they didn’t know for whom it was. but they didn’t QUESTION it, either. there was NO harm, was there ? with a bow of her HEAD; just slightly; was her goodbye uttered towards the guards before disappearing within the private confines of her garden. a FROWN was it again; how should she approach such a situation ? maybe, he would think that it was a JOKE of hers; that it was not genuine. & yet, it WAS; she hadn’t seen him eat while residing within the palace, knowing her FATHER; he wouldn’t be treated with the same food she received. 

                                    WITH THE CLEARING OF HER throat would she announce her appearance; though, he must have already FELT her presence or seen her from his peripheral vision; such things would NOT go unnoticed. within the GRASP of her hands; resembling a small package bandaged in CLOTH, had been a surprise. without a WORD being uttered had she approached the male with the SLIGHTEST of grins playing along her softened facial features; she didn’t feel like a SAINT. she didn’t feel GREAT. but she was NO longer the puppet of her father; she felt more HUMAN. more like herself; a GIRL not bound to this castle. nezumi had been sitting near the window; seemingly it became his FAVORITE place. the package was promptly placed near to him; revealed were three small cakes & a loaf of sweet bread. DAINTY hands would fold again, resting atop her dress; gaze cast towards the desert, not QUITE able to lock eyes with him. ❛ i thought... ❜ a GULP of saliva; nervous tic of her brow revealing itself. ❛ ...you’d like something sweet. ❜ INTERNALLY; she would have punched herself for that. ❛ eh...what i mean is... ❜ PUPILS would frantically search the room for SOMETHING; anything to calm nerves. why was this so hard ? self-doubt. self-hatred. NO confidence. it all seemed to swallow her at once. ❛ i just wanted...to do that. i wanted to share it with you... ❜ the ONLY thing offered to him, besides the sweets, was a SMILE; one that was pure; raw in emotion. pink color slowly CLAIMING her cheeks & nose as she proceeded to take one of the small cakes; feigned indifference. ❛ they’re delicious... ❜

[fcarher]

  ↪ PROPMPTED ; @nezumi-vc-103221​​ asked ;                                    ♝ : Reading a book together

               ｎｏｎｓｅｘｕａｌ ａｃｔｓ ｏｆ ｉｎｔｉｍａｃｙ

                                           EYES HAD BEEN CAST towards those yellowed pages with excitement; an old BOOK retrieved from an almost completely burned down library. an incident that seemed to frequent to blame it on MISFORTUNE or COINCIDENCES. it brought the female a heavy heart; one that was NOT easy to be put aside immediately. usually; she could keep emotions like these behind covers; concrete walls that protected her from CLAIMS too harsh to accept; too harsh to recover from. BURNING down a peaceful place of wisdom & liberty only demonstrated the weakness of a ruler; the calamity her father brought; it showed. with every passing day; with every “GIFT”; every WORD; the poison that had been sown over this land; something had to change. someone had to talk to the PEOPLE; upon a balcony; in front of THOUSANDS of people. HOPEFUL eyes glancing skywards; you are above them but you view them as equals, nonetheless; without them, you would be nothing. without them; you wouldn’t be where you stood. a smile. yuna could only DREAM of becoming like that; like the queen which had been DESCRIBED within the saved book.

                                  A LIGHT CHUCKLE HAD HER tongue teased; sitting next to nezumi upon the iron garden bench which had been re-painted a PURE white. while she had felt his eyes to move the SAME way hers did; indicating that he was, indeed, reading the book just like her; she still had to make sure. ❛ I never would have thought that you were interested in such stories... ❜ her voice had been kept quite low; the hints of a GRIN at the corners of her mouth, lifting them UPWARDS, somewhat. & yet; the expression disappeared into a frown; something didn’t sit RIGHT with such claims. that wasn’t QUITE like her; or was it just the image that she upheld ? nevertheless, her brows were furrowed; thinking, pondering. ❛ you know... ❜ HEAD of black tresses turned towards him; a neutral face; not too SOFT; not HARDENED. ❛ this story is supposed to be true...well, it’s considered a legend BUT. ❜ FINGER was raised to stress her claim. ❛ i’d like to think that even while the characters may be true forgery...freeing the land from its corrupt king seems to be achievable with enough will-power. ❜ a DRY chuckle; pained, almost as if she couldn’t believe the words she had uttered. ❛ quite ironic... ❜ CRIMSON eyes were reduced to slits; narrowed for a few seconds. ❛ oh well...let’s get back to reading.  ❜

[fcarher]

  ↪ PROPMPTED ; @nezumi-vc-103221​ asked ;                                    ♡ : Accidentally falling asleep together

               ｎｏｎｓｅｘｕａｌ ａｃｔｓ ｏｆ ｉｎｔｉｍａｃｙ

                                             NIGHTS HAD BEEN TERRORIZED by nightmares; beast-like creatures eating her alive; starting from her feet so that she could feel EVERY inch of her body being ripped apart; tearing through flesh & bone, CRUSHING it into nothingness. IF it was not them; there were imps, insects, EVERYTHING disgusting crawling on her body, leaving her to become another ghost of ANOTHER restless night. it was FUTILE to do anything about it; everyone brushed it off as SOMETHING a young woman experienced in such a situation; said situation being her curse, sickness. & yet, no one would want to listen to her. HANDS had been playing with the hem of her dress as she sat next to the male; not a normal expression had his VISAGE showcased; the fire of his SILVER mirrors had still been there but was DIMMED. he, also, resembled a GHOST of the castle, just like herself. & yet, QUESTIONS about his feelings; state of mind; they all went MUTE as if gulped down again. it was FEAR; fear of finding out things she didn’t want to hear. a COWARD; you are a COWARD. hands were balled to SMALL fists, slammed onto her thighs; a REACTION ? anything ? no, of course not ! not even pain brought you to utter something, anymore. 

                               LIDS FELT HEAVY; SINGING had been quieting down ever so slightly; both were succumbing to their inner desire; a peaceful SLUMBER without the disturbance of once mind or of other forces. the female hadn’t even taken NOTICE of the faltering notes; words swallowed with her BRIGHT eyes almost cradling the notes displayed at her feet; INKED words were slowly meshing together; mixing into ONE. a grey mixture, unreadable; the darkness was drawing closer. her LIDS were singing a lullaby to themselves; falling shut at once without a word of goodbye. HEAVY had her head felt; as if a metaphorical crown of concrete weighed down on her; with a thud had her body-weight shifted against the singer & yet, there was NO actual squirming; the other had bid farewell to the world of the conscious as well. SILENCED. the garden had been nothing but silent, save for the breathing of them. in this very moment; she felt NOTHING. nothing but silence. warm was her body; only slightly tilted, leaning onto the other for SUPPORT, unconsciously; otherwise, she’d met FACE with the ground. a peaceful picture; though, it was not MEANT for long. such moments were NEVER for long. & thus, her brows had been already furrowed while asleep; DISTRESS. 

[fcarher]

  ↪ PROPMPTED       --------------   wound :   my  muse  patches  and  bandages  a  wound  your  muse  has  gotten.     ACCEPTING  

                ｓｏｍｅ  ｏｎｅ  ｗｏｒｄ  ｐｒｏｍｐｔｓ ．

                                     HISSING HAD BEEN HER FIRST response towards the pressure applied to her hand; a cold cloth once WHITE turned red as soon as one blinked. silent complaints would be the male’s only appreciation, at the moment; the female just couldn’t help herself. if it weren’t for her own CLUMSINESS; she might have not even asked him to do something; it would be of no need. HOWEVER; she just had to throw over THAT one vase on her way towards her courtyard & while picking it up, cut her whole left & right hand open. the shards were QUICK to be discarded; of course, no one was made aware of the incident. EXCEPT for nezumi; he had probably seen the whole ordeal as well. STOPPING the female within her actions would have been futile; the princes had shoved her hands into the shards of glass with full force, regardless of ANY danger or pain she would receive while doing so. the lingering FEAR of something; SOMEONE; shouting, punishing, or just saying ONE word was enough for the pain to cease. 

                                         & WITH THAT, SHE WAS SAT on her bed while the other complied to patching her wounds; probably not wanting the king to see the mess, either. a SIGH escaped her mouth; why did she have to cause so MUCH trouble all the time ? why was life like that ? her facial FEATURES had been rendered by discomfort; not because of the STINGING but because of the invisible pressure of her parents; the pressure of being a GOOD daughter; a GOOD wife; a GOOD princess; to not cause any hurt to this land. the people who gave birth to her & never let her see the LIGHT of day. ❛ i did not intend to damage the vase... ❜ her gaze had been cast TOWARDS the ground; head hanging in shamefulness; it was the only way she could EXHIBIT her feelings. ❛ ...thank you. ❜ a whisper; one that could go over anyone’s head if it weren’t for the COMPLETE silence of her chambers. 

@nezumi-vc-103221​

[fcarher]

  ↪ PROPMPTED       --------------   ( GRAZE ) grazing mine’s shoulders with their fingers.      ACCEPTING  

                  ＳＥＤＵＣＴＩＯＮ ＳＴＡＲＴＥＲＳ

                                                  EYES WERE HEAVY; ALMOST falling to close completely; night had yet to fall upon her & withal, the WEIGHT of the day had still pressured her into a position where she would almost fall from her CHAIR, simply due to exhaustion. the garden bench had been HELPING somewhat as it was not really a place where ONE would like to rest upon; especially not when the COLD had engulfed the poor garden as well. a SIGH could be heard; her eyes had been fixated on notes that were inked with important THEMES of her studies; GRAZING those with her fingers. it felt NUMB; like a sensation of a ghost’s kiss. the princess had FORGOTTEN about another person’s presence; her tired demeanor, added with her need to COMPLETELY immerse herself with learning made it WELL too difficult. with a YAWN, concealed by her delicate fist, would she rest her chin upon her right hand while leaning into her SEAT. 

                                   THERE WAS A MOMENT OF utter peace; a dark void engulfing her mind before being ripped OUT of it; a sudden movement; the feeling of fingers against the EXPOSED flesh of her shoulder. through her LAZY posture; the dress had been SLIGHTLY moved & thus, given room to attack. & even with a DARK pink blossoming upon cheeks & nose; the female would not let him OFF so easily. her confidence ? it probably STEMMED from the numbness one experiences through LACK of sleep; a total disconnect with her EMOTIONS. it was only a SLIVER of the embarrassment she would have felt if wide awake; & thus, her hand came to REACH for his, holding it in place with little force; he would have been able to break free any moment. FLUTTERING lashes; face ridden of anything, save for the blush that hinted at her being quite flustered with nezumi’s tender touch towards her exposed skin. ❛ what do you think that you’re doing ? ❜ a TILT of her head to support the stated confusion; though, an answer would be futile. the princess KNEW what that gesture was; she just wanted to know WHY ? 

@nezumi-vc-103221

[fcarher]

  ↪ PROPMPTED       --------------     [flower] your muse offers my muse flowers.       ACCEPTING  

    ＡＳＳＯＲＴＥＤ  ＷＯＲＤ  ＳＴＡＲＴＥＲ  ＰＲＯＭＰＴＳ

               A HUM OF HER THROAT as she had both of her hands propped up on the windowsill; CRIMSON irises glazed over with dreams of unknown, far away places that only the birds, which happened to disappear over the mountains, could know of. LIPS had been forming a pout of discontent as her thoughts would spiral into dark territory; once again, she thought of HER position within the confines of the palace; the story of a caged bird who would never be free; in DEATH, so also in LIFE would her parents have power over her. it disturbed her; made her a mess; she didn’t like the THOUGHT of being kept away from all the beautiful things in life. 

                   & JUST LIKE THAT would she be ripped from her thoughts; the door had closed rather harshly behind the man which had entered one of her more spacious chambers; it was MOSTLY used to study. disgruntled had been her facial features as they focused ON him; speaking with indifference; ❛ what are you do-- ❜ though, she was QUICK to be put into place as surprise latched itself onto the DOLL; red eyes widened; mouth agape; it had been YEARS. almost had she stumbled over her OWN feet while running towards nezumi; she hadn’t even considered how close the princess had been; proximity about a few inches, INVADING the other’s space for one reason only; BLOOMING flowers that smelled of life, dirt & the world that laid behind those grey walls. LIPS curled into a smile that would have matched the intensity of a single sun if it were to be NEXT to her; tears brimmed the corners of her eyes; VISAGE of joy meeting his own, not faltering a bit. ❛ how did you get those in here ? ❜ over the MOON had she been with the sight of something that had not been from the CASTLE; it was out of her grasp & yet, so beautiful still. a SECOND would it take for her to wipe away the salty TEARS that dared to ruin her make-up, somewhat. a sheepish GLANCE towards him; pink color dusting the cheeks & nose of an embarrassed maiden. ❛ oh sorry..it had been years since i’ve seen flowers that were not a part of my garden. i’m overreacting quite a bit..  ❜

@nezumi-vc-103221​

[fcarher]

  ↪ UNPROPMPTED       --------------    ❝ you’re shaking like a leaf. ❞      ACCEPTING                              

ＷＨＵＭＰ ＳＴＡＲＴＥＲＳ

                            A CHUCKLE HAD MADE its escape out of the DRIED pink lips as they were pursed; a rather forced SMILE upon them; so uncharacteristic it made her whole porcelain VISAGE resemble a grimaced mask more THAN a real facial expression. hands that were FOLDED, rested upon the lower part of her stomach on velvety fabric, colored a deep crimson; one that still lost while competing with the BRIGHTNESS of her eyes & yet, the flame had been extinguished. ❛ oh...i don’t know w-what you mean. ❜ the TREMBLE within her voice was distinguishable; it was loud & clear that something had happened but WHY had she been remaining calm while appearing so frail & about to fall into pieces ? a DOOR was slammed; the female would flinch in the slightest, most unnoticeable way possible, however, she KNEW that he still caught that LITTLE movement; how miserable of a daughter you are ! those words of the KING still echoed within her brain as he had SLAMMED his fist onto the dining table; for what, one might ask ? had she NOT been able to recite his favorite poem ? was she being TOO friendly with one of her servants, her GUEST ? no, she accidentally had MOVED too recklessly & pushed the bowl with all of its BLOODY remains onto the ground; aggravating her father into a raging ball of fire that would have MERCILESSLY beaten her into a pulp, resembling the liquid that had been COATING the marble floor, for now. 

                    BUT HE COULDN’T because she was still his daughter; the princess of russia; heir to the THRONE. however, what he could do was to make his one & only daughter renounce ANY food she had been given & therefore, was forced to fast for the day. he didn’t care if she was becoming WEAKER; he didn’t care that she might develop internal injuries; he didn’t care for the well-being of the princess. nevertheless; she swore it would NOT get to her; she had to remain CALM & COLLECTED; keep the composure of a TRUE poised royalty & everything was going to be fine. however, as her whole body trembled & seemed to give in under her own WEIGHT; yuna felt lost; alone & scared. ❛ i’m fine... ❜ so ALONE. ❛ it’s okay...❜ her VISION was beginning to blur; items doubles & then mixed together before her very own eyes. ❛ this is okay...❜  LIDS closed; feet stumbled, almost tumbling over her OWN feet before she could stop herself from falling onto the ground by holding onto the railing of one of the windows. ❛ ah... ❜ her PANTS echoed within the empty hallways; body still trembling as she could hardly keep herself on both of her feet; it wouldn’t take much longer before DARKNESS fell over her. beads of SWEAT formed upon her forehead; crimson irises only being able to make out the silhouette of the man, nothing less, nothing more; a man ? was it her father ? she doesn’t remember coming here; in such a state; she was EVEN unable to recognize the fae of nezumi, a person she has seen far more often than her OWN mother. molten pools of RED widened in fear; hands coming to shielder herself from this nightmare; THIS WAS NOT GOOD ! ❛ n-no, please don’t hurt me ! ❜   

@nezumi-vc-103221​

[fcarher]

↪ PROPMPTED ------------   blown kiss. [ tho air kiss would have sounded better imo but yeah. he's being all suave with her ;) ]  ACCEPTING

                         KISSING  MEME  PROMPTS:

                                                           SAT WITHIN THE CONFINES of her chambers as she carelessly read through another note that she had found; buried within a mountain of letters, forgotten & left to rot; UNKNOWN was the person to whom it was addressed & who wrote it; a mystery that had only FUELED her need to inspect it even further. however, it TURNED out to be rather uninteresting; a LOVE LETTER from a soldier; that was all one would be able to decipher from inked words on yellowed paper. there was a hint of JEALOUSY while holding that letter; hands tense; muscles twitching due to the PRESSURE lain upon them. a SIGH as she re-read the SHORT notice once again; it was full of cliches; sickeningly sweet; it just made her wrench. & yet, she still WANTED to have ink spilled for her heart; someone to vow; someone with PASSION; someone with the ability to beautifully rhyme one word with another, even if it seems IMPOSSIBLE; their love for her would MAKE them. while reading such papers, the maiden would become EVEN more aware of her loneliness within the castle. an UNFAMILIAR tune was being played; the female looked up from the letter within her hand, AVERTING her attention & gifting it to the singer that sat upon a windowsill; ONE that showed nothing but another painting of FAR AWAY landscapes. FATHOMING how one could allow their hair to be so beautiful had been a riddle for the princess; her guest had been truly BEAUTIFUL, though, with the ICE in her heart; to let words & compliments leave her, it would take EONS.  the INTENSITY within her gaze might have alerted him but when those DEEP black pupils stared; it was if an ELECTRIC impulse was given to the singer. a SUDDEN move; grey meeting pools of lava & a gesture which took the female a BIT longer to register; a kiss was BLOWN her way. CRIMSON blush engulfed her porcelain face as it deeply contrasted her snow-white appearance; she could FEEL her heart rummaging against her ribcage while FROZEN in spot. QUICKLY, had she pulled up the letter; covering her face to the best of her ability; how TRULY embarrassing. 

@nezumi-vc-103221​

[fcarher]

↪ PROPMPTED       --------------   ( FLOWER ) putting a flower in mine’s hair.     ACCEPTING  

                    ＳＥＤＵＣＴＩＯＮ ＳＴＡＲＴＥＲＳ

                    SITTING AMIDST A POOL OF velvet fabric, UNCARING if it were to turn up dirty; her father, for compensation purposes, had installed a forged tree to stand amidst the other faked greenery. it was NOT much but it sure made the FORGETTING about certain events easier; the way its branches & feathery leaves SHIELDED the woman from any light sources that were to usually blind her; the way it had smelled of OUTSIDE when the guards had brought it in. yuna’s heart felt a LITTLE lighter; a little happier; a little more like a normal girl. with a SIGH had she fell against it; due to her light weight, there was NOT one thought of worry that it could potentially fall or land onto her.  if she were to JUST close her eyes & imagine herself to reside somewhere, no matter where, far away...

                    SILENCE FAILED HER, THE squeaking of the old wooden door just couldn’t go unnoticed by her tentative ears. & yet, her FEATURES remained soft when those bright, ALMOST hellish, eyes settled onto a familiar figure. he wouldn’t even be able to close the door BEFORE a smile already painted those plump pink lips in a livelier COLOR; gestures of her hands had followed, EXCITED to show how BEAUTIFUL her little garden had now looked.  ❛ doesn’t it look more alive now ? ❜ a QUERY; one that was hopefully to be responded with the same positive mindset she had harbored, just sitting there.

                      RIGHT HAND WAS USED TO pat the ground next to her; an order ? more of an invitation than ANYTHING; she wanted to share the peace & serenity. however, BEFORE he had settled next to her, with a QUICK movement of his hand, almost unnoticed; a red windflower had been tucked BEHIND her ear. a SIMPLE gesture had it been; & yet, she hadn’t known him too be so SOFT. harsh words, insults & more things alike were usually exchanged between the TWO & thus, this being a surprise would have been an understatement. a FLUSTERED & totally bewildered princes had been the result; gaze cast towards her CONCEALED legs. yuna’s chaotic mind had been FIGHTING with herself; was her being thankful enough ? was there a hidden meaning behind this ? ❛ i hope this is not some kind of joke, nezumi... ❜ eyeing the male beside her with CAREFUL eyes, still cautious of his actions. ❛ because i really do love flowers so... ❜ the COLOR upon her face only deepened with every syllable she had spoken. EYES had been rummaging through the room, fumbling for words to BETTER express herself; how troublesome! ❛ what i mean to say is....thank you. ❜ & withal, the SMILE had still been present; one that beamed of life unforeseen of the undead princess; one that had lightened the room if it was to be dark. it seemed genuine; just this once; her beauty was overshadowed by the weight of a single SMILE. but where had this source lain ? within the SIMPLE gesture of nezumi; one that could see through the royal facade of a brat. one that saw a human; no less. 

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[fcarher]

↪ PROPMPTED ------------               hand kiss.          ACCEPTING

                         KISSING  MEME  PROMPTS:

                                  GRACE FOLLOWED EVERY STEP SHE took within that little garden of her; keen eyes PURPOSEFULLY ignored the little life such a forgery held; a green landscape of nothing but stills. a SIGH left those lone crimson lips as while letting CRIMSON irises scan over every single one of those paintings; she KNEW them by heart. nothing NEW; as always. a CREAK of the door made the princess almost stumble as she turned around to face the INTRUDER & she was met with a face that strikes familiarity, though, it was NEW; she still didn’t know what to make of this person. a HUFF escaped her rosé-painted lips, casting her gaze towards something else; ANYTHING else than him, though her body had been still frozen; not having even one ounce of caring within that PORCELAIN body of hers. SILENT steps weren’t even taken notice of until it was too late; he had stood before her & she was seemingly oblivious to it. SUDDENLY, one of her dainty hands was taken from her; feeling warmth upon her cold skin as he held it within his own; how tender, how FOREIGN. flushed face had been tried to conceal underneath the FABRIC of her long sleeves, though failed; her whole body would not REACT towards her commands. as soon as she felt his lips CONNECT with the bare skin of her hand; it was like an electric impulse that shot through her body; INSTANTLY, had she pulled her hand away from him, flinching; not knowing WHAT to do. HOW to react; such acts were not reserved for her, right ? & while her mouth stood open to speak; NOT one word would leave her lips. instead, she JUST walked away in a hurry, eyes focused upon the ground with the red of her CHEEKS quite perfectly matching her face. 

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↪ PROPMPTED    ------------ When Yuna sees the large burnt scar that spreads over Nezumi's lower back—? For the reaction promt. :) ACCEPTING

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                            SOMETHING PAINFULLY FAMILIAR LINGERS when she locks eyes with the large scar; it reminds her of fire, destruction, death & so much more that she has once seen with her own eyes. & yet, she does NOT want to be reminded that it was her own country’s fault; having sown so much MISERY over innocent lives just like this one. & with that, unconsciously, her HAND reaches out but she stops herself just INCHES before her the tip of her finger could connect with the scarred FLESH. the princess SIGHS, her gaze cast towards the ground, ALMOST shameful. ❛ it must have been painful... ❜

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