The bottle of wine Katrien had received as a birthday gift from Aria had been sitting untouched for quite some time now. She hadn’t been sure what to make of it- the gesture, coming from Arianna, had been… unexpected, to say the least. And though she’d (very briefly) considered Aria’s suggestion of dumping it on Matthias, and, more recently, just drinking it straight from the bottle alone in her room, ultimately she’d decided to save it, to share it with Aria when an occasion arose.
And… here it was, a good occasion as any- Katrien was newly betrothed, after all. It was an occasion that, back home, probably would’ve been marked with a party, but she didn’t much feel like celebrating. When she and Aria were young they’d both dreamed of their futures, heads full of idealized versions of romance and marriage courtesy of storybooks and Disney movies. So, surely, she could talk to Arianna about it, surely Aria would understand Kat’s frustration.
She’d asked a maid to bring her two glasses, and with them somewhat precariously in one hand and the bottle in the other, she went to Aria’s room and knocked on the door. “Hi,” she said, somewhat shy now that she was actually here. “It’s a beautiful day, I thought it might be nice to have some wine in the gardens, but day drinking alone is usually frowned upon, so… Want to join me?” she asked, bracing herself for rejection. It was an extension of an olive branch, the biggest gesture of goodwill to come from her since Arianna’s arrival in Russia, and she wasn’t sure how the Norwegian princess would react. “We can go back to hating each other afterwards,” she joked with a small smile.
SLEEPING IN WASN’T SOMETHING the norwegian princess did often but add to that her recent troubles with staying asleep and that had turned into an almost ‘ never ‘ sort of situation — but she’d been having a great few nights, a fact that she could only credit to recent events, she’d had a very successful date and she was looking forward to doing it again. she’d woken up about two hours ago, having been slow with getting ready, aria decided that she’d rather stay in her room and do some reading or at least she would have, had she not heard the knock at her door, pushing herself out of bed, the princess tussled her messy braid a bit, before she walked the distance to open it. her mouth hung open in slight surprise as blue eyes came into contact with the person who was standing in front of her.
" i wasn’t AWARE you knew where my room was. “ the comment flew out of her mouth, before she really had time to reel it in, snappy just seemed to be their new normal — that even with the pretense of civility, both girls seemed to have some snark ready for the other. her attention did linger on the bottle and glass that were in katrien’s hand and despite her best efforts a small smile did form on her features. “ well, i can’t LET you be judged all by your lonesome.” she replied with a light roll of her shoulders, but she paused. “ but just to be sure, you do know that it’s ARIANNA, you’re talking to right? “ she questioned with a cautious tilt of her chin, before she laughed.
an awkward laugh, but it was meant to show that she was teasing, at least for the most part. “ i just need to slip on some shoes, give me a moment. “ and with that, she opened her door further and walked backwards into her bedroom. “ you can come in if you’d like. “ she called out, as she looked for the pair of flats she’d picked out for the day and a light sweater. which given the warmer wasn’t exactly needed, but she’d found it was the easiest way to cover the scars on one of her arms, as she wouldn’t have time to apply make-up and the last thing she wanted was to broach that conversation, she hadn’t even been fully honest with cami about what she’d been though — and she was the person who knew everything about her. “ i won’t be long. “
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