*:･ﾟ𝙻𝙸𝙶𝙷𝚃/𝚂𝚆𝙾𝚁𝙳.

[x-sanguinate]

A Curiosity in Crimson

[prismatric]

———- - - ☆                             her heart skips a beat the second his lips touch her hand. it is a gentle gesture but with the gaze that comes her way, it feels hard to breathe for a second. widened azures stare at him for a moment but she is first to give in and turn away in shame. cheeks colored in lightest pink, she can not describe what she feels right now. it is clear on her face but her heart is certainly a mess. it should be something she, as royalty, should be used to ; a mere kiss on the back of her hand. but her increasing heartbeat speaks otherwise.

          throat feeling dry, she searches the table for the tea she was offered before. as he frees her hand, it is where it moves to take a very abrupt sip. hearing him speak about her parents reminds her, that maybe she should not have talked about them ? it does make her sound rather young but then again it did not matter how old she is. her family will always keep their eyes on her... so smothering.  

          ❝  well, since i am already an adult,  ❞ she clarifies. ❝  it is unnecessary to monitor me like that, no?  ❞          she places the teacup back where it belongs and hides her hands underneath the table ; her palms have gotten sweaty and started trembling. things he does not need to see since there is already that glow on her face she cannot hide.

         magic. . . something he has always showed great interest in but never got to explore to any extend. nobody dares to speak of it in demacia, especially not a crownguard. nobody knows about her secret and she has learned to control what is within to never expose it. but her curiosity never left her. and as he talks about this place that is supposedly overflowing with magic, it grows with every second.   ❝  i have not been to the placidium yet, sir vladimir. ❞ tender voice speaks hopefully.  ❝  would you be so kind to show me around ?  ❞ 

         a desperate attempt on getting him to spend some time with her. but he seems to be a well versed man that knows his way around ionia. and part of her is curios about what else this person can show her. maybe he is a mage, just like her. or maybe... ❝  if you are willing to let me steal some more of your time, of course.  ❞

[prismatric]

———- - - ☆                           it was an unfamiliar situation she was in. parties were something she should be used to ;  back at home they were regularly holding parties for the royalty or guests from outside of demacia. but they used to be in demacia. now she had to be here, in enemy territory, accompanied by nothing but her own discomfort.         of course she was not going to be well seen around here, by the noxians at least. they were a few people from ionia and even freljord attempting  —  as far as she could tell from their clothing — so she wondered why her aunt had insisted on her going alone. a crownguard is perfectly capable on their own, she had said. but all these unfamiliar faces and their rather hostile gazes towards her were not quite the standard she was used to. people at her home would usually smile when they saw her. or at least not stare. but these people were really obvious with their resentment.

        she tried to mingle in as much as she could, yet simply ended up in the corner of the room with a drink in her hand. if her aunt knew, she would have not been pleased. no matter how old lux was, she was not supposed to drink ( neither should garen ). apparently it would confuse one’s mind. but a bit alcohol in her body definitely helped her uneasy heart to calm down. the taste was strange, different from what she had tried back at home but enough to do the job. thus she let her eyes wander across the halls as she tried to recall her courage hidden deep within her fear. she was supposed to leave a good impression, how was that supposed to happen when she just stood here like a coward ?!

        all these important people looked at her with judgement in their expressions. right, she had a name to uphold and a country to represent. and then she saw him, a man tall like her brother but his aura so frightening that she could sense it from so far apart. all eyes turned to him, of course, he was the right hand of the grand general of noxus after all and the main guest of this event. she took a big sip of her drink. although the eyes were watching him, nobody dared to step any closer.

       alright, here was your chance, luxanna. taking in a deep breath she decided to walk towards the man. steps light but audible as her heels clatter on the marble. she was dressed in a light blue gown with white and gold embellishments. the insignia of the crownguard family adorned her chest. the little confidence her heart managed to gather was her guide on this task and she made sure to swallow down that lump in her throat before she stood tall in front of him. azure eyes looked up to this tremendous stature of a man ( from this perspective, he looked even taller than garen ), an unfazed expression in them before she spoke.          ❝ good evening, general darius. ❞ she said in a light tone, voice gentle but assertive. ❝ in behalf of demacia and the royal family i humbly thank you for this gracious invitation. ❞ she made a curtesy in front of him before raising her head to meet his gaze again.                                                                         ❝ please allow me introduce myself. i am luxanna, of the crownguard family. it is a pleasure to meet you. ❞ finally, she stopped caring about the glances upon her. this was her chance to leave a prideful impression and she would definitely take it.

〉 closed starter | @liondarius .⁎:°☆