— * vixtoriious: SERENEI & SLOWAN
𝐴𝑁𝑂𝑇𝐻𝐸𝑅 𝐵𝑂𝑅𝐼𝑁𝐺 𝑊𝐸𝐷𝐷𝐼𝑁𝐺. could life be more tedious than a targ getting married? and he was being forced to suffer through an affair that quite literally was killing his brain cells having to sit through. so much pomp and circumstance – and for what? slowan, since his arrival, counted the days when he could sail away from this god’s forsaken kingdom and return to his usual escapades. because how much longer could his dear uncle keep him? but the fun and frivolity weren’t completely lost. with several run-ins, slowan tripled the prospect of his gratification of pleasure. as the whispers came to him that the beautiful ren had graced them with her present. he took his time to find her, stalking her whereabouts thanks to some very helpful maids. all whom he rewarded with a few stolen kisses and mewling of their satisfaction of amusement, it was his duty. he wasted no time being sure to be the first she danced with for the festivities. if for no other reason than for them to find some debase delights of their own. when the time came,
"my dear lady,“ he whispered into her ear as he moved them effortlessly across the dance floor – those dance lessons did come in handy ”-- you know how much i love to watch you from afar. it makes our coming together all the more… enjoyable.“ his grin was a sign of his ever-growing affection for the lady. one who had brought him much satisfaction over the years. ”if you had, i would have revealed myself soon enough. as i, too, require more stimulating entertainment.“ let those nobles of the great house and the prince plot and scheme. he had other matters of interest- several. and as the music came to an end. and slowan gave a final bow, and he offered his arm to her escorting his lady off to the sides. away from the crowded dance floor. "odd that the powers saw fit to bring us back together is such a 'happy occasion.” rolling his eyes at the thought of his cousin. "we could always sneak away, or perhaps you would like another dance. i do enjoy having you in such open and close proximity. there is all sort of places in the keep we can watch and enjoy ourselves. if you allow it, of course.“
chuckles spill out of rose colored lips as lilac hues roll playfully at the claw isle lord’s honey coated words. slowan always had a way with his words, easily captivating his prey like moths drawn to a flame. serenei however wasn’t easily swayed by them, knowing his kind all too well, but she will not deny the fact that she does enjoyed being filled with sweet nothings; she didn’t even try to hide the smirk on her face either. dancing, she found, was too trivial and if it were not her own cousin’s wedding, serenei would have opted to sit down at her table the entire night. alas, she must join in on the celebrations. it was a good thing her lady mother taught her well with the dances thinking that she’d one day use them. though, she had found entertainment elsewhere at one point in the night but that did not last very long upon her return to the great hall. “so you’ve seen me displeased the entire night and not once did it cross your mind to pluck me out my miserable situation? where has our friendship gone, lord slowan?” feigning disappointment. “well it is a good thing we’ve chanced on each other tonight then. you very well know how entertaining and stimulating i can be.” her voice low, almost like a hum, her words only meant for his ears.
serenei curtsied and lightly grasped on the lord’s arm, letting him guide her away from the dance floor. she was happy to be away from it too. the music may have ended but the didn’t mean they part too. had slowan been some other lord, serenei would have instantly disappeared after the dancing however, for him, she would not dare ruin their amusing reunion. “i’d imagine to run into you everywhere else but a wedding. this completely out of character for you,” serenei teased as she picked off a wine goblet from a passing servant’s tray finding herself parched from the dancing earlier. “sneak away? you would have me disappear from my own cousin’s wedding? where i am literally one of her only family?” her brow perked up as she brought the goblet, acting offended at the thought when really her mind has already travelled elsewhere. “well, i could possibly be enticed,” the side of her lips tugging to form a lopsided smile. “i hear plenty of stories about the red keep. the halls, the tunnels, the secrets it keep.”