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❝ ‘appy New Yea’ is right -- anny New Year’s resolutions for Miss Ann? ❞

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“Ann, may I try on your necklace?” Her tone was soft, not a normal thing for Geraldine De Laage, but reserved for times when she really wanted something.

Abandoning the dress she was currently admiring, Evelyn raced to her sister’s side, the two of them sharing a look. “I bet if we asked Daddy he’d buy us two just like that.”

#arethusaarose #and so it begins omg #;evelyn #;geraldine

Fiiiive times kissed?

five times kissed meme | accepting

01.

MAGIC, he thinks dumbly, caught in the aftermath of her lips meeting his and she’s already whirling away, sparkling like a gem beneath the lights. Flashes of color and swaths of bright fabric make up the crowd around them but no one seems to notice. Only the nudge at his shoulder brings him back to the present, a step off of the time, and he slips back into the dance– face a little redder, heart a touch more lively.

02.

Lady Luck, she calls herself, and he watches the way she moves through the crowd as if she’s Moses himself parting the Red Sea. Lady Luck, too lowly a name for a young woman who’s clearly a DEITY of some kind. A red-lipped goddess whose mouth sears his skin each time she leans to whisper in his ear, to press a chaste kiss to his cheek. Goddess or not, he realizes he’s all but sold his SOUL by the end of the evening.

03.

For ‘COVER’, he’d claim afterward, pressing his body over hers in a small alcove of a hallway just outside the ballroom. Guards- or security at the very least, making their rounds would be less likely to bother a couple engaged in more AMOROUS objectives than the blatant THIEVERY they were about to attempt. Can’t help himself, the way she looks up at him, eyes so dark that they trap all of the light, lips slightly parted. The space between them is slight and he closes it without any effort at all, meeting her more than halfway as the guards tiptoe past behind them.

04.

She dons the jewels so EFFORTLESSLY, so gracefully ( not that he’s surprised ), that it could almost be seen as a natural motion. His heart skips a beat, thuds against his sternum when she turns, the gems catching the light and GLITTERING, offsetting the mystery that her mask continues to provide. He crosses the space in two steps, palms at her jawline, thumbs edging at the concealing factor-- her lithe fingers at his wrists halt the movement. A dip of his chin, the slight tilt of his head has his mouth against hers, the kiss slow and perhaps saying more than he can audibly communicate.

05.

A con to end all cons-- it’s not often that the GRIFTER gets a taste of his own medicine, but here she is, all bedecked in Her Royal Majesty’s mantle and decorum. It suits her, and suddenly everything else seems to slot into place. A crowd has gathered to admire the princess, alternating taking her hand ( for LUCK? he wonders gamely ) or dusting fingertips along the hems of her gown, her sleeves. It’s by CHANCE he manages to capture her fingers, raising them to his lips to dust a kiss across her knuckles before she passes by and he melts away into the mass of strangers.

#arethusaarose #a; WAVE FILES #HOO boy this has been in my drafts forever !!#memes;