Henryk was in meetings all day, and as loathe as Adelina was to leave his side after everything that had transpired between them after the new yearâs eve party, she wanted very badly to spend time with her friends and family and loved ones, and - well, Alphonse would always be right at the top of that particular list. For once, a quick phone call had been all that was needed to get her wayward-but-well-meaning older brotherâs attention, and now, Adelina was being carried on his back as they left the snow-filled field they had just spent the last hour and a half playing in. There were no less than a dozen snow angels left in their wake, as well as a very lopsided snow-person that Alphonse had insisted on adding breasts to the moment Adelina had very passionately insisted that they shape it into a woman, and the young princess was flushed and giggly as she clung to him piggy-back style, her legs hooked beneath his arms as he carried her back home to the hotel. As tumultuous as the current state of events might have been, she was so glad to have her older brother within reach again, and she wondered how she had ever lived without him to begin with.
âYour suite or mine, singe frère?â she asked sweetly, breathlessly, leaning down to nuzzle her face affectionately against his ear as she kept her arms tucked securely around his shoulders. âRegardless of where we end up, I think we should order enough room service to feed an entire castle! And then you need to tell me about everything youâve been doing ever since you arrived, oui? I donât want you to leave out even the tiniest detail!âÂ
Alphonse was admittedly a person who was well adapted to tropical climates, but there was something magical about European winters. What had once been a pristine sheet of snow across a vast field had become a haphazard collection of snow angels, half-built forts and a curvacious snow-woman (which, he had argued, was a celebration of snow-body diversity). There was a delight to be had in bringing such life back to such a calm place, as though he and Adelina had left their mark on the world. Gleefully toting his sister back to their temporary home, he felt as though the siblings were children again, running wild in the woods without any worry about successions or politics.
The prince let out a sigh at her question, though the wide grin and snow-covered cheeks gave away any semblance of seriousness. âI suppose that youâve been on your best behaviour, and Iâve already seen yours. Itâs only fair you visit me at least once.â He adjusted his hold carefully as he waded through a small snow bank leading up to the hotel entrance. âItâs not quite as quaint as the room I was given while helping out with the olive harvests in Greece, but I think you will enjoy it all the same. And yes, we canât forget room service. C'est la meilleure partie!â The trip back to his suite became easier as each day passed, now that he had become familiar with the layout of the hotel. Alphonse dug into his pocket and pulled out his key, along with another handful of snow that vanished as soon as it hit the carpeted floor. âOh, I should warn you. Itâs a bit of a mess.âÂ
A bit of a mess was an understatement. The suite was a whirlwind of trinkets that he had managed to accumulate during his short stay in Oslo, along with the odd blazer that was discarded at the end of each night and never returned to its proper place. But despite the immense disorder, there was a distinct sense of the space being lived in- something that Alphonse had taken pains to achieve. âDown you go.â He carefully put Adelina back onto her feet, shaking out the remnants of snow from the outside. âI am hoping that youâll also be telling me what youâve been up to? From what Iâve heard as of late, youâve been very, very popular.â
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