Aiden reached out to his wife, wrapping his arms around her. It felt as though he had gone a decade without her touch and counsel. He kissed her temple softly. “Rainy and cold without you,” he whispered, smiling to her. “Juliet has been asking for you everyday, I think we were both have been not ourselves with you.”
“There is nothing I missed more than you and Juliet,” she whispered softly, resting her forehead against his for a moment. She did miss the feeling of his arms around her and being close to him, so she allowed herself to take in the moments for a second, despite the fact that they were lucky enough to share moments like this often. “Is she asleep, love?”
The king in fact had not known who he was speaking too, he had a habit of speaking to himself out loud and now it seemed it bit him on the ass. “Oh,” he teased and looked over to his wife. “I would just say she is beyond beautiful.”
“I believe it,” Josie teased in return. A small giggle departed from her lips as she moved closer to her husband, her arms reaching out towards him. “I suppose you are just as lucky as she is,” she added softly. “How has Oslo been without me? And my little ray of sunshine?”
She frowned: it was an excellent question. “No, I mean, yes, I’m alright, it’s just…” Her eyes traveled around the room. “I peered inside and it just looked like this.” She let out a huff. “It’s dreadful a-and I’d just like to know why.”
“Perhaps we need to find someone,” the queen suggested. The sight of the destroyed room only sent a bit of worry to her, her motherly-instincts pushing her towards doing what she could to make sure that everything was alright. “Have them check the room out. Until then, you are more than welcome to step into my own room if there is anything you need to do.”
“I… I sincerely don’t know what happened here.” She looked at the trashed room, an uneasy feeling filling her chest: it would be difficult to convince anyone of her innocence when she was the only one in the room. “The door was open and I just—” And so began the explaining. She stopped herself before her voice grew too desperate and feverish. “The door was open.”
She had just been getting to her own room when she came upon the blonde princess. Her eye’s had barely caught a glimpse of the room, but instead saw the look that was written upon the other’s face. “Is everything alright?” Josefina asked, her eyebrow cocking up as she took a look into the room to see what the girl had looked so surprised about. “Are you alright?”
“The wedding was beautiful, reminds me of my own weddings,” the king mused, feeling sentimental for a moment looking back on those days. “Are you married? Or looking forward to your own wedding?”
Perhaps he hadn’t realized who he was talking with, or maybe she was intruding the conversation. Regardless, found it to be humorous. “I happen to be already married. In fact to one of the most handsome men ever,” Josefina answered softly. “He’s so loving and caring. How about yourself? You must have a gorgeous wife.”
❛ IS IT POSSIBLE TO BREAK your foot after stepping on a child’s toy ? ❜ his foot has been aching all morning since standing on a plastic doll that maja left laying around . he refuses to accept that it was his fault when he should’ve been watching where he was going . ❛ it was the sort of pain that makes you rethink all your decisions because it hurts so much . have you ever had that ? ❜
Josefina understood the pain, maybe not to the extent of thinking she’d broken a bone from a child’s toy. But she couldn’t deny her own dramatics. “I understand that pain. It could always be a possibility,” she replied. “I’ve fallen victim to stepping on my daughter’s toys all too much,” she joked with a laugh passing her lips.
&&. announcing her majesty, ( josefina celeste rajan ), the ( 35 ) year old ( queen consort ) of ( malaysia ). she is often confused with ( diane guerrero ). some say that she is ( stubborn & critical ), but she is actually ( clever & persistent )
josefina celeste (avila) rajan. 35.
queen consort of malaysia.
josefina was born into a wealthy family from colombia with an elder brother and sister, and a younger sister. she was living in colombia for most of her life.
at 23, she was married to a man from another wealthy colombian family which didn’t last more than two years. after the marriage ended, josie took time to travel. she used this time to learn the things that actually interested her since childhood; different languages and cultures, and getting to know them in depth.
upon the ends of her travels is when she met aiden, who might’ve just turned out to be the love of her life.
she can be quite hardheaded and stubborn at times, sometimes a bit too proud to admit that she’s wrong in certain situations, and in a political stance, there is barely a chance that she could be persuaded.
that being said, josie can be a little judgmental of others and also herself. it might not always be outwardly, she might silently critique.
despite her pride and being judgmental, josie has a second nature motherly instinct, which caused her to fall in love with juliet, her stepdaughter. she treats her as if juliet were her own daughter and no differently.
POSSIBLE WANTED CONNECTIONS could be a childhood best friend, a current best friend, friends that met during her travels, an enemy, maybe some ex-lovers. i’m open to anything and everything for the most part.
{ and an actual intro for myself. i’m kendall i’m 18. i like to write ((and i’m currently working on a novella)), and i’m looking into being a psychology major. fun fact; i am almost trilingual. that’s about it for me!! }
Aiden: are you on the flight over, have you landed? Julie keeps asking for mama, and I don't know how much longer I'll have the heart to tell her you're on your way
Josefina: I've landed and will see you soon, love. and tell my little love that mama's coming bearing kisses.
