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@atienacavalcante
ATIENA CAVALCANTE. DUCHESS OF SÃO PAULO.
❝ this is what it means to be a woman in this world. every step is a bargain with pain. make your black deals in the black wood and decide what you’ll trade for power. ❞
— adopt. biography. pinterest. brazilian nobility.
𝐄𝐁𝐁𝐀 ⧽ @ebbv
sometimes she forgets that there’s a before and after.
before — when she had been carefree. adventurous, even. unafraid of vulnerability and all its consequences. after — when she had crafted her anger and bitterness into a hardened shell to present to the world, creating a warpath in which she’d set herself on fire if only to see those who had wronged her burn.
it’s only in the quiet moments with those she has kept close — those who had witnessed the before and stayed for the after — that atiena allows herself some form of reprieve. even if it is merely a slight softening of her posture; a small sliver of doubt.
“ will it be worth it? ” she sighs, glancing over at ebba. “ all this... just to take maitê off the throne? ”
𝐕 𝐄 𝐑 𝐎 𝐍 𝐀
SHE LOOKED UP FROM HER MAGAZINE. light curls bounced by her jawline and she blinked at atiena. the brazilians couldn’t be this gutsy ! it wasn’t how she remembered them. she was quiet for a moment. it was a thoughtful pause. words had consequences, and entertaining atiena without a second thought wasn’t an option. was there a possibility that the crown princess and the duchess had established a friendship ? how likely was that ? “ well of course. i’ve tried to raise them right and capable. i wasn’t aware there was any vacation for the spot. ”
“ but of all the spots, a throne is the most volatile, don’t you think? sometimes just a push... ” her voice trails off at the last few words, ending the sentence with an upwards twitch of a corner of her mouth. “ you and otaviano have done well as regents. it’s only a shame your children do not stand to inherit the fruits of your labor. ”
FACELESS SERIES / @
𝐇 𝐄 𝐋 𝐄 𝐍 𝐀
Helena’s fingers twitched at her sides. All she would need to do is reach up and squeeze but she couldn’t give Atiena the satisfaction. “Woof, woof,” she muttered in response. “..isn’t that an easier language for you to understand? I mean you’re a bitch after all, right? Excuse my english, I don’t mean to offend you.”
" how could i be offended? ” atiena replies airily, “ i know what i am. ” could be it considered masochistic that she actually is enjoying herself?
“ but you, ” she drags out the last syllable, making a slow sweep of helena’s form from head to toe, “ i don’t think the short leash they keep you on quite suits you, my love. it certainly clashes with the whole, running multiple companies thing you’re trying to push. ” a small, sympathetic pout. “ or do they tell you how to run those, too? ”
arturcii:
helenadobrasil:
“No querida, that’s Horton e o Mundo dos Quem.” Helena should have let her drown in her lip filler and idiocy but she couldn’t leave the woman stranded. “I’m sorry about her..she get confused sometimes with simple words and phrases.”
@arturcii @atienacavalcante
he’d been ready to accept the woman at her word, but helena, like a bat out of hell, interrupted so rudely. “no, it’s alright. anyone would be confused,” he supplied. “have the two of you had any drinks from here?” @atienacavalcante
she’s almost gleeful when helena’s voice rings through the air — though it’s quite unfortunate for the man who so innocently put himself in the middle of one of their rows. “ we haven’t, ” she answers for them both, “ though we would love to try. brazilian charm may sometimes not involve grace, ” she flashes a wide, pointed smile at helena, “ but it does include drinks! ” @helenadobrasil
𝐅 𝐑 𝐀 𝐍 𝐂 𝐈 𝐒 𝐂 𝐎
francisco chuckled at the confession and the mere thought of what both of them had been like decades ago. “ i think i remember you following me around when our father’s would talk business. ” something neither were very interested in at the time; things were a little different in that regard now. “ if you want to get sentimental i won’t stop you from doing it again. ”
the mention of the oil spill had been the only time the smile that tugged at the corners of his eyes faded. a touchy subject. “ we can pretend you invited me in for a drink instead. ”
she makes a noncommittal sound. “ it seems i am still following you around. ” atiena gestures to canadian suburbia right outside the window. “ i’m here, aren’t i? ” it wasn’t quite the truth, but an impish smile plays on her lips nonetheless.
she pours him a drink from the bottle sitting on the counter, her hand hovering in the air after the glass is set down for a moment before it settles just above his, the tips of her fingers absently tracing the raised veins. “ and we could — but where’s the fun in playing pretend? ”
𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐎𝐍𝐀 ⧽ @vcrcnc
“ your children would do quite well on the brazilian throne, don’t you think? ”
𝐌 𝐀 𝐈 𝐓 𝐄
she wanted to speak, to bark back and let it be heard, all the snark remarks she had to the duchess standing in front of her. what a disrespect. maitê should request a bowl. “your grace,” instead, she extends a tint and courteous half smile. “i wasn’t aware of your arrival.”
“ perhaps not, ” she drawls. “ but vitória is. tell me — has she packed her bags yet? ”
i identify as your enemy
𝐕𝐈𝐓𝐎𝐑𝐈𝐀 ⧽ @vitoriadobrasil
“ and this one, ” she opens the door to an empty room with a flourish, “ i saved for you. ” the truth is, atiena doesn’t need so many rooms in a house all to herself. ( the truth is, the truth doesn’t matter — only what vitória believes. )
𝐀 𝐋 𝐄 𝐗 𝐄 𝐈
He waited a beat, just to make her understand the recklessness of her joke, before mumbling one word and calling off his guards. He sucked in a very deep breath before tilting his tired head forward and giving Atiena a disapproving look. “You’ll get yourself in trouble with that sort of thing eventually.” It was all the reprimanding he could be bothered to do. He glanced to his side to check the time from a very ugly simple clock, and gestured her to step inside. “Two am? We’re not in uni anymore.”
“ trouble? ” she repeats, completely unbothered by alexei’s disapproval. “ ah, because little ol’ me is such a threat to the big bad czar. ” atiena winks at the guards before slamming the door in their faces. “ consider me flattered. ”
she traipses through alexei’s home much like she had the first time they met — without restraint or trepidation; when the man in front of her had just been a boy. except he is older now, age and strife etched into his features like a mark she wishes she could rub away with the pad of her thumb.
“ we’re not in uni anymore but we are in canada. and they say this country is the best for stargazing. not as much light pollution. ” she tugs on his sleeve. “ won’t you watch the stars with an old friend? and perhaps tell me what you’re brooding over at 2am? ”
𝐇 𝐄 𝐋 𝐄 𝐍 𝐀
“Atiena,” her name rolled off Helena’s tongue with such lethargy. “Not that you care to know but I’ve advised to stay here even if it’s against my wishes. I’d love to be traipsing through oil sludge to have the coastline.” Don’t engage. “What about you? I don’t remember what you do with your free time. We’ve been so far removed lately but running multiple companies can leave little room to socialize.”
" against your wishes? ” she makes a show of surprise, complete with a hand raised to her lips in an attempt at stifling a gasp. “ they told you to stay? ” another gasp. “ like a dog? ” atiena’s eyes become cartoonishly large. she’s tempted to add a cute woof woof for kicks.
𝐌 𝐈 𝐆 𝐔 𝐄 𝐋
“just like old times,” he repeats. “you promise to play fairly, this time?” he was teasing.
" worried about cheating already? ” she makes a soft tsk-ing sound. “ careful — you’re showing your cards too early. those afraid of cheating are the same ones afraid they can’t keep up. ” she’s also teasing — mostly. atiena reaches out and quickly flicks his nose in an approximation of a boop. ( whether the motion is meant to be playful or disparaging ? well, it’s never quite clear when it comes to her. )
“Your Grace,” he paused his podcast - a Russian one on historic military manoeuvres. Riveting. - and untangled his headphones to speak to the Duchess. “I had heard you’d arrived, also. This must be the place to be, hmm? –It certainly seems that way, with all the parties,” he grumbled. He’d been able to excuse it as a special occasion in Brazil, but what were they celebrating now? Not being kidnapped? @atienacavalcante
“ funny, i was just to say the same about your presence in the program, dear nikita, ” she replies, shooting the duke an impish grin. truth to be told, atiena isn’t well enough acquainted with the grand duke far eastern russia to use his given name. truth to be told, she doesn’t much care. closeness can so easily be breached with a few well-placed smiles.
“ what is it you’re listening to? ” she shuffles closer, glancing at the screen of his phone and making use of what little russian she had absorbed during her friendship with the czar. “ ah — war strategy. perhaps you can give some advice on how to usurp an imperial family. say — the brazilian one? ” she’s teasing, though such advice wouldn’t be completely unwelcome.
“You know,” Mimi pushed her sunglasses on top of her head to look the row of tiny - onlythree or four bedrooms each! - new builds up and down, “I actually think I might have rather been kidnapped.” @hshqstarters
“ i can make it happen. ”
