#cornelianlute

[ednaeflowers]

@cornelianlute

❛  it's time for edna's training camp on how to deal with dum-dums. first, practice your whacking at least 10 times. your weapon isn't an umbrella, so i'll be nice and lower it down to 5. hold it high up, then swing with all your momentum.  ❜

[prideofcornelia]

@cornelianlute ♡'d for a starter!

now this was a mess. a disaster of epic proportions & the evidence all pointed to her. it wasn't her fault that she spilled pink glitter across important scrolls. she tried to clean it up! delicate hands blotted at the soaked parchment, sparkles staining fingers & getting underneath her nail bed. the vial of glitter was knocked aside, glass shards shimmering in a prism of colors. she flinched at the sound of footsteps approaching & threw her stained hands up in defense. ❝ i am not the one! ❞ diana shrieked nonsensically.

[sanguinesocierie]

@cornelianlute   :   🙇‍♀️   if   it's   not   too   late   🙇‍♀️   META   +   darkness   or   garland

never   too   late   for   you   syd   !!   never   ever   !! 

well.   asking   the   REAL   questions   i   see.   fina   IS   the   darkness   &   shaped   &   molded   from   it.   even   the   fact   that   she   remains   princess   sarah's   eternal   shadow,   both   figuratively   &   literally.   she   is   outright   allergic   to   any   form   of   light   —   she's   not   going   to   disintegrate   like   some   cartoon   witch   but   that   incessant   brightness,   goodness   &   the   like   …   irritates   her   beyond   belief.   in   fact,   any   form   of   contact   with   the   warriors   of   light   is   more   than   enough   for   her   to   finally   unleash   her   fury   &   reveal   the   crueler   parts   of   her   personality   openly. 

the   topic   of   garland   …   ooh   boy,   this   is   where   things   get   complicated.   fina   is   in   love   with   the   entity   of   chaos   itself;   created   &   born   with   the   immediate   desire   to   love   &   be   loved   BY   him.   this   of   course   would   include   garland   himself,   though   at   first   she   expresses   some   hesitation.   the   man   &   deity   were   two   separate   concepts   to   her   &   while   pledging   her   fealty   to   garland,   fina   was   growing   impatient.   initially,   at   least.   soon,   her   feelings   actually   become   genuine.   no   longer   the   blind   fanatic   desperately   wanting   the   attention   of   a   god   but   instead,   a   truly   passionate   love   that   causes   her   some   concern   about   the   path   he's   headed.   granted,   she   still   wants   him   to   achieve   his   goals   but   …   yeah. 

[faeaurore]

@cornelianlute   :   this   is   my   last   chance   to   find   a   match   on   my   own  accord.   if   i   don’t,   the   king   will   do   it   for   me   &   i   would   rather   not.   |𝐑𝐎𝐘𝐀𝐋     𝐁𝐀𝐋𝐋     𝐒𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐂𝐄𝐒     𝐐𝐔𝐎𝐓𝐄𝐒.

❝   your   father   would   force   you   to   marry   ?   ❞   something   about   that   unsettled   aurora,   a   frown   etched   into   her   expression.   her   hand   reached   out   to   gently   touch   her   friend's   hand,   sapphire-violet   hues   bleeding   with   sympathy.   she   never   knew   king   cornelia   to   be   so   forceful   &   demanding   ;   was   sarah's   choice,   her   freedom   not   enough   ?   the   price   of   nobility   meant   to   appease   &   give   your   life   for   your   home.   she   supposed   marriage   was   the   most   common   way   for   a   princess.   in   the   forest,   aurora,   nay   …   briar   rose   held   position   of   queen.   her   human   blood   was   blessed   by   faeries   &   so,   she   was   not   too   accustomed   to   the   dabblings   of   outsiders. 

a   thought   suddenly   came   to   mind.

❝   i   doubt   you'd   find   anyone   good   here   …   what   about   prince   lucis   ?   ❞   her   lips   spread   into   a   teasing   smile,   amusement   making   the   corners   twitch.    

[paragonofvirtue]

🍰 for sophia!

Send me a 🍰 to see my muses reaction to your's giving them a slice of cake! (Still accepting!) When Sophia was invited by the princess for a treat within the castle walls. She didn't hesitate to accept the offer, and smiled when the treat happened to be the delicious sight of a cake. The hard-working adventurer's stomach told her that she could easily devour more than one slice if it tasted half as good as it looked, and when Sarah had given her slice. A hum being let out from the exquisite taste dancing along her taste buds accompanied her savoring the taste before she swallowed her first bite. "Thank you for such a heavenly treat, princess. It simply tastes divine!" She said with happy, appreciative tone that matched the big smile on her face.

[ednaeflowers]

Nodding thoughtfully, Edna concludes that Sarah's high resonance is probably due to the light affinity. There are four elements among seraphim—fire, water, earth, and wind—but it's not uncommon for something else to pop up. For instance, she still isn't sure about Symonne. Even though she's also a seraph, Symonne uses illusions that Edna's never seen anyone else use before. ❛  I can use healing artes as well, so at least we're both prepared for that should one of us end up exhausting ourself.  ❜ Edna mainly specializes in slowing down the enemy with her earth artes, but her healing does come in handy for emergencies. If Sarah only knows how to heal, then it's for the best that Edna takes on a more offensive role if they ever need to battle. She hopes there won't be a need to battle, though. She doesn't want more work to do. Very troublesome for a lady. ❛  How long before we get there?  ❜ she asks idly, seeing the forest scenery change to a town. Judging from the ocean in the distance, maybe a port town?

And speaking of port towns... She is very quiet at Sarah's next words, feeling something ache inside her heart. Edna knows Sarah didn't mean to do it, but those words sting very deeply. ❛  ...Right,  ❜ she murmurs, her eyes softening sadly. A port town... As a pirate, her brother must've been to many of those during his adventures before he... ❛  That's what I want too.  ❜ It's not that she doesn't want to see her friends again, but they aren't the ones she's waited over a thousand years for to reunite with. And now, she can't reunite with him at all anymore. Never again. She wonders what it'd feel like for herself; that feeling Sarah mentioned. It's probably something she'd never feel now that Onii-chan is gone.

Snapping out of it, Edna decides to not ask and focuses back on the conversation. She quietly listens, already knowing that Sarah's in love. It sounds so obvious. Going on a trip to make sure he's okay because she 'cares' about him. To Edna, that is love: sort of like how her brother raised her with love, but she knows the love Sarah feels is ... different. Edna has always felt familial love, so she's quite unhelpful here—but nevertheless, she understands what it feels to love someone. She loves Onii-chan, and maybe even... ❛  You weren't thinking at all; just doing what felt right to you?  ❜ she suggests softly. In the same vein, despite Onii-chan being dead, Edna still has another person to wait for. Waiting has always hurt her back then, but now she doesn't mind. She was never required to wait for him in the first place, but it didn't feel ... as lonely whenever he visited, even if he annoyed her sometimes. It felt ... right, but she isn't sure if she can put a label on the feeling yet. Her relationship with him isn't quite like Sarah's relationship with Luci, and it's definitely not like her relationship with Onii-chan—but this isn't about herself. It's about Sarah. ❛  Well, if you've already come this far, then see it to the end. This 'Luci' will be happy to know that you're so worried about him.  ❜

Listening to Edna, Sarah concluded that wherever she was from, it sounded very different and very similar to here. Pondering about what she could possibly mean by 'high resonance', was it possible that it meant something like magical aptitude? If so, then perhaps that was truly the reason that Sarah could see the other girl. How strange to think that nobody else could, but... maybe the warriors of light would be able to see her? "Mmm... I suppose you could say that. I have been practicing the art of healing magic. It's a light element and I'm not good at all with spells revolving darkness. I can't cast something as simple as fire or lightning, but if you ever are hurt, I can patch you up like new!" Though she had never tried it before either, a part of her wanted to try using her voice as well. There were many tales of bards in the library using their melodic voices in battle along with their tools of the trade - harps and lutes and some even used bows and arrows. Casting things like Cure and Raise was about all she could manage at the moment, but she hoped to learn more someday. "Yes, I suppose it should. I think you'll like them when we reach Elfheim. They've been Cornelia's friends for generations - longer than I have been alive."

Edna's pause didn't go unnoticed by Sarah. Did she miss her friends wherever they were? Did a terrible ache shake her bones? Her heart? Did the anxiety threaten to consume her whole? No... Edna said they were okay so she trusted in this girl's words and said, "I'm sure that wherever they are, when you return home, I am sure that they will all be delighted to see you again. There's no greater feeling than being reunited with someone you have not seen in a long time." That's what she believed anyways. After all, here the two were en-route to Elfheim where Sarah was off to see someone near and dear to her that she hadn't seen in what felt like centuries. 

"It's more than that. It's different than the other suitors that have come calling." Sarah shook her head. "They were only in it for my father's kingdom and the power. They were never... never calling for love." Casting her own gaze outside, the forest soon gave way to open skies and the clatter of the carriage wheels was heard through the walls. They were now at the port town south of the kingdom. From here they would take a boat to the southern most part of the continent and then journey to Elfheim. The carriage clattered through the streets and she could see all manners of peoples moving about, hawking wares, spreading news of the warriors exploits and more. Soon they would reach the port and take her father's boat, but Sarah wasn't quite ready to leave the comfort of the cabin just yet. "N-no... It's to make sure he's okay because I care about him." It was so easy talking to her. "Politically, it is the right thing to do, but I wasn't thinking on such matters. I was just... thinking with my heart is all."

[etrosdiivinesavior]

+ Lightning has entered @cornelianlute 's kingdom!

──♘ When Lightning had sat upon Etro's throne, she had EXPECTED to fall into a deep crystal slumber... but that wasn't the case. The rose haired knight had woken up in an unfamiliar town and as she walked down the streets, her HEELS clicking upon the cobblestone, she realized just how OUT OF PLACE she was. Her metal armored made noise as she walked, the long white feathered skirt she had off to the side SWAYED, occasionally leaving a feather. Eventually, she knew she couldn't just wander AIMLESSLY, at least not without knowing where she was. "Excuse me," Lightning lowly began speaking to the first person she came across. "Where am I?"

[tribaloflight]

((So I know I've been even more quiet than usual recently. It's because I've been binging Like A Dragon: Infinite Wealth for about the past week. I finally finished it today. Great story btw, and now I'll actually get to work trying to be on here. I know I have one thing in the inbox for @cornelianlute so I'll be getting to that soon and trying to reach out to others for more interactions.

Thank you for your patience.))

[miphasinori]

"Were you not once a knight with someone you must - forgive me, someone you wished to protect?"

                                                                |_ for @cornelianlute 

[ednaeflowers]

@cornelianlute : "You love someone, too? Tell me /all/ about him! I must know more! Are you two the perfect match?"

Someone that she...?

❛  ...  ❜ She quietly averts her eyes.

For a long, long time, she has always been used to being on her own: Edna was fine with only Onii-chan in her life. As long as she still had him, she didn't care about anyone else. He raised her and influenced her whole life, and it was only natural that she loves her brother; that she cherishes their two-person family—it was always just. It was the only kind of love she knew; the only kind that she needed. Nothing else mattered. Nothing.

But somehow, Meebo happened.

She doesn't know the hows and whys: their story never really started until after their journey was over and Mee— Mikleo was left behind, waiting all on his own, just like Edna. Edna is always waiting, even if Onii-chan is gone forever—and Mikleo still waits too, just for his best friend to come back from that seemingly endless slumber of his. She doesn't know when their story began, because it had probably already started without either of them knowing. He was already bottling things up, just like now, and she was already entrusting him with her secrets, just like now; she was already crying in front of him, and he was already trying to be the wave guiding her back to shore. She was already lonely, and so was he, and that's how began the routine of him paying her visits every so often.

It was a new 'normal' for her, so it never occurred to her that something more could happen between them outside this lapse of mutual understanding and waiting they share. It's an entirely different feeling with him, which she found odd. The boundary line was always a blur whenever he visited her—and it means something to her to be able to cry in front of him without her face being shielded. It means something to her to have someone else who can also understand the pain of waiting. Both of them take care of her, but Meebo isn't Onii-chan; the two can never be reconciled. Onii-chan will always be her brother, but it is harder to classify Mikleo.

Still.

Still: there is a reason why she feels this way only with him. Still: there is a reason why she willingly told him her true name. Still: there is a reason why she kissed him back—

❛  ...M-Mind your own business,  ❜ she mutters, scowling as she opens up her umbrella to hide her face behind. Her cheeks feel hot. She hates this very much. She hates him. Earth and water clash, not match! And it's his fault that she's being interrogated like this! She hates him, she hates him, she hates him, she hates him— ❛  All you need to know is that he's the world's biggest dummy. End of story.  ❜

She hates that she doesn't hate him.

❛  ...But I guess he isn't the worst one out there,  ❜ she murmurs, already scurrying away to escape.

She owes him a lot, actually. He is always taking care of her, and she cannot hate him no matter how much of a dummy he's being; no matter how much she tries. After all, she told him her true name. She doesn't like making decisions to regret. This lute princess can handle a few omitted details because Edna has no intentions of telling her any of this. No. Never. She does not need to be ganged up on, and that's final!

Stupid Meebo, she thinks, frowning, because it is still his fault that Miss Lute Whacker just had to ask about them. He's getting a whack next time she sees him.

[prideofcornelia]

@cornelianlute : "Diana, I gave myself a paper cut." Small tears fall down her cheeks as she holds up her finger. It's a tiny sliver of a cut but it stings so and it isn't long till the teeniest speck of blood is seen. "I really should learn to be more careful with those reading materials Mother gave us."

she gasped ; a big gulp of air that, rather loudly, showed off how strong her lungs were. was it overly dramatic? sure. but paper cuts hurt, diana knew that all too well. she held her big sister's fingers close, pouting at the small cut. from her studies, she knew the reason for her pain was due to paper only piercing the thinnest layer of skin , which held nerve endings. WHY WAS PAPER SO STUPID? ❝ its okay sarah! i got you! ❞ the princess's fingertips were alight with a healing glow.

❝cure! ❞ sparkles were absorbed into the skin, stitching the delicate flesh together once more. there! take that evil paper! magic wins again! ❝ sarah, maybe this is a sign you shouldn't read as much ... the universe is telling you something. ❞ she giggled, pecking her hand. 

[sanguinesocierie]

@cornelianlute   asked   :   “   are   you   going   to   kill   me?   ”   //   this   one   jumped   out   at   me   ,   enjee   !!

sweet   little   lamb   …   the   desire   to   have   claws   wrapped   around   your   ivory   neck,   thumbs   crushing   at   your   windpipe   was   overpowering.   to   witness   a   halcyon   light   be   snuffed   out,   delight   reverberating   in   her   soul's   core.   fina   was   a   shadow   who   wanted   to   shatter   her   perfect   mirror;   light   refracted   in   shards   that   always   cut,   CUT   &   cut   into   her   flesh.   seeing   the   princess,   envious   of   how   beloved   she   was   to   people.   the   maiden   resided   within   his   heart,   &   sarah   would   never   think   of   relinquishing   him   from   her   hold.   did   she   not   have   everything?   why   was   she   so   ungrateful   &   frightened   to   be   taken   away   to   the   shrine?   if   fina   were   in   her   position,   she'd   have   submitted   &   succumbed   to   love.   a   sweet   smile   painted   across   the   canvas   of   perfect   features,   the   witch   leaning   close   to   the   princess's   lovely   face. 

what   beauty   …   what   sweetness   …   if   she   kissed   her,   would   she   understand   why   he   was   infatuated? 

❝   if   i   wanted   to   kill   you   …   i'd   have   done   so   already.❞   fina   purred,   lips   against   the   shell   of   sarah's   ear.    ❝be   grateful   that   his   affections   are   with   you   …   ❞ 

[rcseaurum]

sympathy pulls at rosa's lovely visage, gaze tender towards the princess's plight. recovery from such trauma would take time & she was felt great guilt for startling sarah so. affection was readily available if the young woman needed it. for now, rosa would do her best to distract & put her troubled mind at ease with other matters. ❝ ever a thorn at your side ... he wishes to discuss your marriage prospects.❞ the words came smoothly, a blonde brow twitched in mild irritation on sarah's behalf. the chancellor was a good man but ambitious, seeking opportunities at all turns with the blessing of king cornelia. ❝ there's something of a scolding awaiting you, yes ... & i am sorry.❞

a sudden pressure on her shoulder causes the princess to jump ever so slightly and she nearly drops the item she was holding. her hands slightly wet with perspiration, she licks her lips and turns around. oh. it was just lady rosa. a sigh escapes her and she's relieved. some wounds never really did heal all the way. "he is? whatever for?" the chancellor spent more time with her parents, it was true. sometimes she and her younger sister took lessons from him, yes, but it wasn't often. tugging on a strand of her hair, she continues, "you do not suppose he wishes to scold me, do you, lady rosa?"

[sanctiichor]

@cornelianlute​ asked : 💚 | Send 💚 To Hug my muse!

When the Warrior had returned from his trip, he was met with the sight of her Highness running towards him, joy written upon her fair face as she exclaimed her relief and happiness at his return, he greets her with a smile and goes to meet her--however, what he doesn’t expect was for her to throw her arms around his middle, embracing the Warrior of Light with such affection and joy as her fair frame fitted just perfectly within his embrace, the sweet scent of her perfume invading his senses and the closeness of her in general throwing him into overdrive. 

The force of her collision with him had him take a few steps back, the Warrior’s arms raised above his head for the sake of balance but perhaps also in part if he was even allowed to embrace her Highness back. 

He thanks the gods above that he was wearing his armor, les her Highness would wound up feeling how rapidly his heart was beating at their closeness, even now, he could feel a warm flush making it’s way to his cheeks, his stoic façade seemingly melted away almost instantly in the light of her very presence-- 

“ Your Highness...? “ he began, if a little weakly, surprise still coloring his visage all the way down to his voice...what should he do? Should he hug her back? Should he push her away? His mind was going a million miles per second but he supposed he didn’t have to wait long, for the Princess decided for him and pulled back almost immediately ... he’s not sure if there was a way to be even more surprised than he already was, for Princess Sarah’s cheek too were dyed a rosy hue and apologizes were falling from her lips at rapid speeds, he could hardly process them as she spoke. 

Then again, he was hardly listening...for the sound of his beating heart was echoing in his ears and mind as he tried to process these feelings...feelings that he had felt for quite sometime, ever since he had come to call Cornelia home...spending time with the Princess, talking to her, seeing her beyond just a royal...but as her, as...Sarah. 

The way her eyes were lit with such joy upon seeing him, the way she threw her arms around him and the way just being with her made butterflies nearly burst from within the caverns of his very being...he...he can’t quite name them yet but...these feelings--

They made him...happy. 

With that thought, he feels the nervousness that had plagued him earlier fade and give sway to a soft, burning fondness and affection and with newfound bravery; the Warrior approaches Princess Sarah, who is still flustered and giving apologies that came to a halt when the knight placed his hands upon her small shoulders, causing her to look up and lock gazes with the Warrior of Light. 

Upon his lips was a soft smile, kind and even...sweet, affectionate even as they stood there for that moment, like time had stopped for them and only made it seemed like it was only them in this vast universe--

Then...he embraced her. 

Carefully does the Warrior bring the Princess to him, his arms coming round her fair frame sweetly and warmly...one hand settled upon her lovely hair and the other to her back as he tugged her closer, once more feeling how she simply fit against his towering frame and he all but held her like she was the most precious thing in all the land. 

And to him...she was. 

Though his helm hindered him just some, the Warrior nonetheless leaned his head against Sarah’s , to whisper to her--

“ I’m home...” 

Home...to her. 

[prideofcornelia-archive]

@cornelianlute ♡'d for as starter! 

perhaps it was rather unladylike but she really couldn’t stifle that jaw cracking yawn. she was tired & yes, that was her fault. staying up late, nose buried in tomes with torchlight as her only source of illumination. it was for a good cause ( she’d lie & say as much to her parents when the morning came ) but now, trying to follow sarah’s current instruction... diana had no clue what was going on anymore. 

[jennerarts]

🥺🥺🥺❤❤❤ thank you for my recent commission with sarah and grant george/wol! 🥺🥺🥺❤❤❤

YEAH, NO PROBLEM SYDNEY!!!! i had fun drawing that!! grant george and sarah deserve more content anyway (￣▽+￣*)