#c:ferdinand

[duchessfriederike]

@ferdinandlorraine​

She had seen little of Lorrie since they had made their escape, and for that she was intensely guilty. He had shown a regard for her safety over his own, and she had repaid him by focusing on Nell and her recovery, and now, on her own tangled affairs. She should have sought him out sooner, but time had ran away with her, and she could only hope that he did not hold it against her. As she approached him, tears pricked at her eyes. Friedi rarely cried out of a stubborn refusal to do so, but in that moment, she couldn’t help it. Shame at her own actions, exhaustion over her ever-changing moods, and wary of his reaction to the news he was sure to have heard, she threw herself into his arms, careful not to put contact on the back that had been in quite the state, last she had seen. “I have been a terrible sister, Lorrie. I am sorry I haven’t come to see you sooner,” she said, words muffled by the fact her face was buried in his clothes. “How is your back? I hope you are healing well?” 

[duchessfriederike]

@ferdinandlorraine​

Scarcely a day went by in Germany where Friederike did not play music. It had been her brother, Ferdinand, who had taught her to play her first instrument - the harpsichord. From there, she had taken a vested interest, seeking tutors to teach her to play whatever she could get her hands on, writing songs of her own creation, writing poetry to accompany the melodies. That was all down to Lorrie. He had given her the gift of music, one of many little joys he had planted in her life. 

In Switzerland, however, it felt as though she had barely had a moment to breathe. She was not the same woman who had arrived here, only a few months ago, and she did not know what awaited her in the lands of her husband. But for now, it seemed, there was a chance for the dust to settle, for routine to fall on the duchess, and part of that routine would always include music. 

She sat at the harpsichord, fingers dancing over the keys. She had spent the last hour attempting to get the blasted thing in tune, and by now, she was finally satisfied. But just as she prepared to play, a shadow fell across the door. She raised her gaze, meeting Ferdinand’s eye, and a merry grin broke across her face. 

“Come on then, brother! Have you come to play a special song, just for me?” 

[duchessfriederike]

Lorrie sends a singular bird of paradise flower (symbolizing joy and paradise), with a note that read: "A small reminder my little Friedi, that you are a beautiful person as you are and do not require others to hide your uniqueness nor attempt to shape you into a more common flower."

Oh her wonderful, wonderful Lorrie. He always knew the best thing to say to her, the best way to soothe the aches and doubts of her heart, and without even knowing (or perhaps he did), he had chosen the perfect words and the perfect flower. She took a book, and placed the flower carefully between the pages. She wanted to press and preserve it, to keep it with her until the end of time, and always remember the message she had so dearly needed. 

[duchessfriederike]

@ferdinandlorraine

FLOWERS FROM FRIEDI

Delphinium - big-heartedness, fun, lightness, attachment

Lisianthus - Gratitude, an everlasting bond

Poinsettia - Good cheer, celebration, reassurance

Sunflowers - Warmth, adoration, dedication

Sweetpeas - Appreciation, Departure

The attached note reads: 

My wonderful Lorrie, 

I send you these flowers to mark the start of Springtime, and a time of new beginnings. Most of the bouquet speaks of my love for you as a dear brother, and an ever lasting bond of family that can never be broken, but I have selected the delphinium with you specifically in mind. It represents an open heart, joy and fun, and this reminded me of something you said to me not so very long ago. We must live while we can, my dear Lorrie, though I hope that you never lose those traits that make you so very special to me. 

Your loving sister, 

-Friedi

[octaviabaldwin]

“I low key wanted to dress Lily up as a princess and bring her here tonight,” said Octavia, with a small smile. “Then I realized the kids probably would’ve spike the drinks and I don’t want my two year old anywhere near alcohol and/or drunk children.”

@charmedeprince

[octaviabaldwin]

Send 🔒 for our muses to be in an escape room together @charmedeprince

“Come to the escape room with me and Lily, Andi,” she said to the other. “We’ll give her some type of box, she’ll think she’s helping while we actually figure it out.”

[luxdomme-blog]

Text (ferdi): beach tonight, Miss?

Text: Sure, sweetheart!

@babysubferdi

[luxdomme-blog]

F2F {Ferdi}: Ferdi comes up to Lux and presses a kiss to her cheek, "My date is the most beautiful person in this room."

F2F: Lux smiles genuinely, flattered. “You look gorgeous as well, sweetheart,” she replies.

@babysubferdi