@volkevna starter call. / currently CAPPED.
eyes of wonder and admiration were fixed on the young woman from beyond the spider’s web, cloaked in shadow and nestled away from yellow light of the moon that bathed her olive skin. she was at once the embodiment of the antique glory of her motherland, with the self-same dark hair that he possessed on his head. but there was power in her eyes; a glittering crown of distinction that showed she was no ordinary mortal.
“ marya. ” he spoke her name as if it is a language with hidden meaning. a secret code that had betrayed his senses and left him numb in some nonsensical way. yes, he lied to her. a betrayal of trust that he would hide and dismiss for as long as she was able to be fooled. but the count’s eyes were shocked: she looked so much like her !
ah, but he forgot himself, correction would be needed. “ miss marya. ” it was after a long moment that he gestured with a pale hand toward the set table. it was adorned with the oldest wine and a fine roasted pig. no servant was present to have set out these succulents, for it was the dead of night and the only music between them is the soft shuffling of shoes. “ i ... did not know if you would be HUNGRY. but the journey was long. ...as your host, i ask you to indulge without needing be self-aware. ”