aurcls:
“ greater bavaria. grand duchess. these are the big titles, man. ” he rolled his eyes at ariel. “ don’t worry about that but no, i’m afraid you’ll have to do it alone. she has a good sense of humour, don’t worry. ” if aurel was in the vicinity of the scene, he was quite sure that wittelsbach would be much less surprised by the scene. “ you– sure, sure, kind of lazy of you to use the dare as an excuse though, isn’t it ? always thought you were a bit bolder than that. ” he knew she was.
she was giggling as the ukranian prince sauntered away, before she casted her blue gaze around, almost as if checking whether the coast was clear. finding none of her family members within their immediate vicinity — or one particularly handsome belgian — ariel grasped the german prince’s upper arm to lead him towards a slightly more quiet alcove. throwing him a last devilish grin, her fingers delved into her dress bodice for something quite particular; a square piece of paper in a tiny plastic bag — barely 1cm wide — with a red cherry printed on top. not breaking his gaze, she placed the paper on the tip of her tongue before leaning in to meet his lips. ( @aurcls )