#( levente. )

[ncdyc]

kostya had finished with his opening niceties, once the meeting room had filled, with nadya, impassive aside from handshakes and nods. now she will get straight to the point.  ❛   lenya and katya are safe.  ❜   green eyes pierce two pairs of ice blues, one after the other.   ❛    the french have delivered their threat, like we expected. they are garnering support.   ❜   we, meaning the two of them in the room, a natural outcome of pinning it on the french princess, but this hardly matters.  ❛   inclusive of leonid soletsky. which is admittedly, surprising,  ❜   it is not surprising, it is illuminating, and a little ironic. leonid soletsky is either a cold human being with no regard for the child of family, or levente croÿ had kept his bastard child secret from his cousins.  /.  @lcvcntc​ , @fannicroy​ , @kcstyv​

[fannicroy]

"Truce?" Fanni asked, sitting next to him. She had approached unprepared. Since it was Levente, she had assumed that words would be easy to come by. Talking usually required little effort. But by the time a minute of silence had passed, she realized she had lost the ability to talk to him. Every word felt wrong on her tongue and she continued to stare at her two hands. "I think mother misses you more than she's willing to admit." ( @lcvcntc )

[fannicroy]

“Were you going to tell me how the Belarussian almost killed Milena and Katya or was that just a piece of information that didn’t seem relevant enough to be shared?” ( @lcvcntc​ )

[fannicroy]

“Did Tekla come by to talk to you?” ( @lcvcntc​ )

[fannicroy]

Getting through the meeting had been easy once she had picked a spot to stare at between the Russian siblings. Sitting and being quiet — it wasn’t too difficult. Levente’s presence, however, had made it difficult to ignore the taste of her swallowed pride in her throat. Her sense of duty had been the only reason why she had come when he had called. Her sense of duty forcing her to ignore the missing apology. “I don’t think we should talk to Leonid.” ( @lcvcntc​ )

[fannicroy]

“Can you find me more work?” She nervously played with her napkin and kept her eyes glued to her hands. “I barely have anything to do anymore. Do you think mother needs help with her charities? One of them was an international one, I think.” ( @lcvcntc​ )

[fannicroy]

“I don’t see Olimpia anywhere,” Fanni pointed out as she tightly wrapped a blanket around herself. “Has anyone seen her?” ( @lcvcntc​ )

[fannicroy]

“I talked to Sylvia about Christmas back in December... It doesn’t seem like you two are doing any better.” It was worrisome. The only silver lining was that it couldn’t possibly get worse from what it had been back in June. “Have you ruled out therapy?” ( @lcvcntc​ )