Icy Winds

Princess Saphira Eldoris of Altum. Sidebar art.

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So she was awake still; he had suspected as much, though it was long past time for her to be resting, and on most occasions he likely would have quietly informed her of that, but at the moment he was just glad to have gotten back in time to catch her before she went to bed.

He did as she said with a nod, stepping past her into the room with a glance around it before he turned back to her. “You’re right, it’s been a while,” he agreed with another nod and a soft smile to accompany it, keeping his gaze focused on the welcome familiar sight of her face. “I only just got back from a delivery… How have you been?”

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She smiled at him, most happy to see him. Oh, he was wanting to know how she was doing. Saphira had been fighting a cough lately, her nosy sometimes drippy. But she wasn't about to tell him that, he would insist that she go to bed immediately and then make she sure took her nasty medication the very next day, which was nothing she wanted part of.

But she didn't want to lie to him...

Closing the door behind him, she replied off-handedly, "Oh, I've been feeling a bit under the weather recently, but nothing that serious." Saphira sat on the sofa in front of her fireplace, patting the space beside her for him to sit.

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How nice, to be a knight who’s duties rarely needed attended to; delivering the letters of the upper members in the court wasn’t a particularly taxing job, with plenty of time off provided. It also helped that Aleksei enjoyed his job, though he had come to prefer the downtime just a tad bit more.

Fresh off the most recent delivery, his first instinct was to check in on the younger princess frequently left in his charge; not that he was on duty at the moment, but he didn’t have anything better to do— other than resting after the trip, but that could certainly wait a while, and he wasn’t particularly worn out— and her company was always enjoyed.

He navigated his way through the palace to her room, the entire place all too familiar to him, pausing to knock softly at the door. “Your Highness?”

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She heard the knock from far off. Gathering her skirt, Saphira carefully got up, making her way to the door. 'I wonder who it could be at this time of night.' she thought to herself, hoping it wasn't anyone there to berate her for still being up.

Much to her surprise, she found Aleksei staring at her when she opened the door. "Oh! Aleksei, how are you, I haven't seen you in a while. Please come in," she opened the door wider to allow him to enter. My, she loved his travelling stories, they made her so happy.

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Saphira here for roll call!!

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“If you were actually sleeping, then maybe you wouldn’t have noticed me at all.” A small smile played on her lips as she invited herself into the other’s bedroom. Saphira was well over the age to be responsible of her own self, but that wouldn’t stop Edelmira from worrying. “You should be fully aware that staying up this late is a hazard on your health.”

A look of interest took over her features as eyes narrowed upon the journal. “What’s that?” she asked whilst crossing her arms and leaning against a nearby drawer.

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She cast her eyes down guiltily, "I-I know, I just, I couldn't sleep and plus, father wanted me to write something, and it feels so nice outside..." she wringed her hands, a frown on her face, "I never really get fresh air much, especially lately since it's been getting colder." She hated making Edel worry about her, or anyone really, not liking the fact that everyone worried over her anyways.

"Oh this?" she gestured towards her journal. "It's where I keep my writing in. Father asked for a poem from me to recite at the next ball, because I need to build better speaking skills."

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Sounds of the chill wind filled the atmosphere. The castle walls that surrounded the area magnified sounds, causing even the slightest of whispers to echo about. Thin wisps of air streamed through her lips as she walked down the empty corridors.

Edel had just returned from another one of her nightly walks. She was home earlier than usual, simply because nothing the vendors and entertainers offered her met any of her interests. It was fairly common for her to come home empty handed, yet rare to return in absolute boredom. 

The girl felt a breeze brush against her cheek, eyes tracing its feel towards the right. Her eyes held interest at the sight of Saphira, though it soon dissolved into a bit of worry. She shouldn’t be up this late at night, after all.

“Is something the matter?” Edel spoke after knocking softly at the door frame. “You of all people shouldn’t be awake at this time.”

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Something about the night breeze would be good. Father always preferred the night, the young princess thought to herself. How the stars twinkled as the gently breeze caressed... NO NO NO! that wouldn't work! Saphira scratched out what she had written down and sighed, not even paying attention to the footsteps behind her.

Saphira jumped slightly at her sister's voice, fumbling with her journal, "Sister! You frightened me." Oh no, Edel had caught her, now she would get it. 

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Saphira poked her head out of her balcony door. It was a bit chilly, but she never gets much fresh air anymore. Cautiously, she pulled a chair out out with her. Settling down, she cracked open her worn journal. Father wanted her to write poetry for the next feast, which was coming up very soon.

She would have to work hard on that, poetry wasn't her strong suit. Oooh why did he tease her like this?

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Hi there! I'm going to be apping Slowking, and I was wondering if he could take the place of the King of Altum!

((Of course my dear papa!!!<3))

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WHAT IS YOUR EARLIEST HUMAN MEMORY?

Being sung to sleep by my nursemaid.