#cornelianlute

[ednaeflowers]

how could she even say that as a joke? well, losing your only family and most important person in your life to death is surely one way of making edna use comedy as a coping mechanism. perhaps it was humor that was too dark for this princess to handle—or maybe it's edna who's just too cynical. maybe waiting for onii-chan to come home for over a thousand years is not exactly healthy for her mentality, but she is not willing to not wait for him. never. ❛  then you better start taking it seriously by not being a chicken with cold feet,  ❜ edna says, finally. ❛  i may have been making light of the situation until now, but i wouldn't bother giving you the time of day if i didn't see you have some kind of resolve. i don't like wasting my time.  ❜ she means it seriously this time. ❛  and if you keep being hesitant, you might as well get kidnapped again. if the problem is that you don't want to hurt an innocent person, then we should cease this now. having a soft heart won't stop your suitors from going your way, especially not kidnappers.  ❜ she starts thinking about alisha. ❛  i know a princess who trained everyday to be a knight so that she can protect herself and her people. what about you? what's the point of training to keep yourself safe if you can't even fend off your suitors?  ❜ 

with that said, edna follows her into a room with two people seated at the thrones who seem to be the king and queen, another person nearby with some extravagant-looking man. boredly standing next to sarah, she is unimpressed as she watches the man—whom she'll call 'doofus' henceforth—interact with everyone, then edna raises an eyebrow when he uncaringly ignore sarah and the queen in favor of the king despite being in the middle of a conversation. wow. personally, she'd give doofus six whacks for that. even zaveid only ever got three or four whacks from her at the maximum. zaveid may be an idiot, but at least he listens when a woman talks. ❛  i assume so,  ❜ she replies back at normal volume. no need to worry when only sarah can see her. ❛  frankly, he annoys me. if you don't do the honors, then i'll do it myself. it doesn't seem like anyone else here can see me, so it's not like you'll have to worry about your reputation if i do.  ❜ a pause. ❛  though, i suppose that wouldn't contribute anything to your training.  ❜

listening to the other girl talk, sarah was starting to wonder what she had truly gotten herself into. edna certainly had both a penchant for sweets and violence. it was unlike anyone else she had ever met before. were there others out there like her? had cornelia's champions encountered such people? sarah was silent as she listened to edna prattle on and hearing another foreign word made her mind wander again. a dance? what did this dance entail? perhaps she shouldn't have sought 'whacking' advice from such a strange girl, but it was too late to turn back now especially with the fact that they were outside the throne room and she was supposed to already be inside, but before she could open the doors, she is taken aback by edna's statement. whirling on the girl, no care inside of her if anyone on the other side heard her or thought she was mad, she replies, "absolutely not! how could you even say such a thing even as a joke!" shaking her head , her thoughts drift elsewhere. "the only one here that harbored such thoughts due to unfortunate circumstances of fate is no longer present. i can assure  you that my only desire to know such 'whackings' and 'thwackings' is to defend myself from another kidnapping!" 

holding her tongue, sarah simply nods, and enters the throne room. her parents, the king and queen, sat on their thrones with the chancellor nearby. her younger sister was not present, but the latest suitor to vey for her hand was. the love she held in her heart was filled with conflictions, but she did know for certain that it would be rude to lead this men on in the false premise that she would love them and to promise them her kingdom. taking her place beside her mother, she gives the latest suitor a formal bow and apologizes for the delay. she wasn't sure what edna thought of all of this, but she knew the girl would have her say about the too freshly clean and laundered suitor that stood before them all. there was something about him that seemed too... well, there was something off about him. she entertained his questions well enough until he grew bored and cut her off and turned to her father and the chancellor for their opinions on sarah. what! he even ignored her mother! ooh! that set her blood to boiling and sarah murmurs under her breath to edna, "this boy certainly does not care much for my mother and i. perhaps your training will come in handy."

[themxtleycrew]

@cornelianlute

This was to be a brand new beginning, with Chaos vanquished, the cycle of destruction ended, and this world effectively separated from Lufenia's influence, the group could begin this cycle anew, live their lives freely, no longer tied to the stranger program, no longer the Fiends they were forced to become. All that was gone, the crystals had been restored to balance, the journey of the Warriors of Light had been successful, even if it meant they effectively erased their legend.

With the group now free to live their lives as they saw fit, one would think Neon would want to venture out, see the world of balance... but part of her was hesitant to venture beyond Cornelia.

From what the Red Mage understood, she had a family here, parents, a mother and father, maybe they loved her, maybe they had forgotten her, or maybe they were long dead. Either way, she had to know, if her parents were gone, maybe there were relatives or descendants?She just wanted to reconnect with a part of herself that Lufenia had effectively stolen from her.

But where to start? Castle archives? Ask around town to see if a family was missing a daughter named Neon? She didn't know her family name, couldn't place the faces of her parents. And so she spent most of her days sitting in the town square, watching the fountain, people going about their day, children playing games. Occasionally, she would come to the Square, sometimes escorted by her loyal Knight Garland, other times by just a pair of castle guards.

Princess Sarah, in her gorgeous royal dress, glowing in the sunlight, radiant as always. Something about her brought peace to the turmoil in Neon's mind, but it was only brief, Neon still couldn't shake the memories of seeing that pure white dress marred by the Princess' blood as she lay dead at Jack's feet... before they were forced to become monsters in order to save this world.

Neon stood up from the bench, fixed her hood, she was after all a Knight of Cornelia too, even if she didn't always dress the part. Today looking more like a rogue than a knight. "Y-Your majesty, please, sit... I was keeping the bench warm for you."

[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?"

[magitekelite]

𝐌𝐔𝐒𝐄 𝐁𝐎𝐃𝐘 𝐋𝐀𝐍𝐆𝐔𝐀𝐆𝐄 .

bold / italicise what you apply to your muse .  𝐑𝐄𝐏𝐎𝐒𝐓 , 𝐃𝐎 𝐍𝐎𝐓 𝐑𝐄𝐁𝐋𝐎𝐆 !

𝐃𝐄𝐅𝐄𝐍𝐒𝐈𝐕𝐄𝐍𝐄𝐒𝐒 :    arms crossed on chest    //    crossing legs    //    fist-like gestures    //    pointing index finger    //    karate chops    //    stiffening of shoulders    //    tense posture    //    curling of lip    //    baring of teeth

𝐑𝐄𝐅𝐋𝐄𝐂𝐓𝐈𝐕𝐄 :    hand-to-face gestures    //    head tilted    //    stroking chin    //    peering over glasses    //    taking glasses off — cleaning    //    putting earpiece of glasses in mouth    //    pipe smoker gestures    //    putting hand to the bridge of the nose    //    pursed lips    //    knitted brows

𝐒𝐔𝐒𝐏𝐈𝐂𝐈𝐎𝐍 :    arms crossed    //    sideways glance    //    touching or rubbing nose    //    rubbing eyes    //    hands resting on weapon    //    brows raising    //    lips pressing into a thin line    //    strict , unwavering eye contact    //    wrinkling of nose

𝐎𝐏𝐄𝐍𝐍𝐄𝐒𝐒 & 𝐂𝐎𝐎𝐏𝐄𝐑𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍 :   open hands    //    upper body in sprinters position    //    sitting on the edge of a chair    //    hand-to-face gestures    //    unbuttoned coat    //    tilted head    //    slacked shoulders    //    droopy posture    //    feet pointed outward    //    palms flat and facing outward

𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐅𝐈𝐃𝐄𝐍𝐂𝐄 :    hands behind back    //    hands on lapels of coat    //    steepled hands    //    baring teeth in a grin    //    rolling shoulders    //    tipping head back but maintaining eye contact    //    chest puffed up    //    shoulders back    //    arms folded just above navel

𝐈𝐍𝐒𝐄𝐂𝐔𝐑𝐈𝐓𝐘 & 𝐀𝐍𝐗𝐈𝐄𝐓𝐘 :    chewing pen or pencil    //    rubbing thumb over opposite thumb    //    biting fingernails    //    hands in pockets    //    elbow bent    //    closed gestures    //    clearing throat    //    “ whew ” sound    //    picking or pinching flesh    //    fidgeting in chair    //    hand covering mouth whilst speaking    //    poor eye contact    //    tugging at pants whilst seated    //    jingling money in pockets    //    tugging at ear    //    perspiring hands    //    playing with hair    //    swaying    //    playing with pointer / marker    //    smacking lips    //    sighing    //    rocking on balls of feet    //    flexing fingers sporadically

𝐅𝐑𝐔𝐒𝐓𝐑𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍 :    short breaths    //    “ tsk ” sounds    //    tightly-clenched hands    //    fist-like gestures    //    pointing index finger    //    running hand through hair    //    rubbing back of neck    //    snarling    //    revealing teeth    //    grimacing    //    sharp-eyed glowers with notable tension in the brows    //    shoulders back , head up - defensive posturing    //    clenching of jaw / grinding teeth    //    nostrils flaring    //    heavy exhales

* 𝐓𝐀𝐆𝐆𝐄𝐃 𝐁𝐘 :    @tailoringtay tysm ! * 𝐓𝐀𝐆𝐆𝐈𝐍𝐆 :    @glacierites , @cornelianlute , @rosaguard / @kitaishi , @runicaria , @trauerblume , & anybody else who wants to do the meme thing !

[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.

[themxtleycrew]

Oki, replies for @fiiirsthero @goddessofliiight @karenuhana and @cornelianlute have been drafted. Gotta run out and do errands, will try to get on those later when I'm back.

[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?"

[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.))

[yukioujo]

𝐖𝐇𝐀𝐓 𝐈𝐒 𝐈𝐓 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐖𝐀𝐍𝐓 𝐅𝐑𝐎𝐌 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄 ?

𝐉𝐎𝐘

you want the 𝚄𝙽𝙲𝙾𝙽𝚃𝚁𝙾𝙻𝙻𝙰𝙱𝙻𝙴 𝙶𝙸𝙶𝙶𝙻𝙴𝚂 , 𝙻𝙸𝙶𝙷𝚃𝙷𝙴𝙰𝚁𝚃𝙴𝙳 𝙺𝙸𝚂𝚂𝙴𝚂 , on noses , cheeks and foreheads .  dancing to bad radio music in your underwear at 11am after a movie night that ended too late .  it’s the same song you screamed along to in the car when you looked at them and realized for the first time that you fell in love with your best friend and you see it in their eyes that they feel the same .  you’ve decided that life is too short to spend it loving what doesn’t make you happy .

𝐓𝐀𝐆𝐆𝐄𝐃 𝐁𝐘 :     @stellavis ⭐ ty ty 𝐓𝐀𝐆𝐆𝐈𝐍𝐆 :     @inavagrant , @fireshot / @nilotpala / @ringthief , @asterites / @astaphe , @kitaishi , @cornelianlute , & anybody else who wants to do the meme thing