#celeste . thread

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@vivianvaldemar

the concept of true companionship was absurd to celeste. she did not know a reason why she would ever need some person in her life if they added no value to her work or her purpose. naturally, vivian was someone she was forced to get to know due to their positions in saint's court, and despite having the roughest beginning to their relationship, she was now the closest thing to someone celeste might consider to be her friend. she had always known that she could not trust anyone, not really, but vivian was masterful about making the peregryn forget about that for a little while. especially when wine was involved, and a lot of it was involved this time. somehow the two of them had found themselves passing time at one of the locked away rooms in the dusk court castle. the place was dusty and most of the furniture was covered with white sheets, but they had started the fire in the fireplace and celeste had found a portrait of a particularly ugly old man to practise her aim on. " what is keeping you busy these days, vivian ? " she asked the spymaster as she threw a piece of her tiny knife set and made it land right between the man's legs. " it seems it's been a while since we've talked just the two of us. "

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@shvdwscng

loyalty is a word celeste prefers not to throw around, even goes out of her way to avoid, but the truth is, she simply does not understand it well enough to be sure of using it. she thinks she knows love because she has loved, her own messed up version of love, and so she's showed loyalty, to her mother, but how could she be loyal to something or someone she does not love? her court feels like her responsibility and her sense of belonging, but does she love it? she would feel the same way towards an another court if she was born in it. and the court becomes a set with it's high lord. her eyes settled on him, her head turned as her back still remained straight, a few inches away from the back of her chair. " the lantern festival appears to have eased some tension, but you seem perturbed, " she spoke and the short moment of comfortable silence was over, her focus on a line she thought she saw appearing between saint's eyebrows. she was picking things up in her memory if there was something recent that she was missing, but perhaps his mood was unrelated to court things, of course, she could not see how it could be so. " has anyone from dusk court asked for your attention recently ? "

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@stxrfclls

expectations had wrapped their claws around her throat and inseparably stuck on it ever since she was born. her mother always expecting to be her doom, her father to become the warrior that she now was, and what a sad thing it was that all of them were met. the male sitting across the table from her, however, was the complete opposite of what she expected a peregryn fae should be. the atmosphere between the last two remaining at the dinner table was a high contrast of the calmness that seeped off carden and the stiff coldness radiating from celeste. despite feeling the urge to leave the table, she decided to take her time with finishing her wine. it was also a beneficial decision, for the wine stash in her chambers. she was surprised to see him still lingering though. " you seem deep in thought, " she noted simply, locking her eyes with his dark hues, her head slightly bent and her fingernails tapping against her glass. " have you any updates on the other courts revelations about the return of magic ? "

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@vivianvaldemar

" it's a little bittersweet, isn't it ? " the peregryn had held her palm slightly up to start up the conversation the two of them had lined up for a while now. the dinner was coming to an end, but the two were surrounded by enough people at the table that celeste had kept her voice to a whisper as vivian sat right beside her, and despite the fact that everyone had an extraordinary good hearing. she had a feeling that everyone had a lot more to talk about than to listen in on them. " and i'm not speaking about wine. " she was in truth speaking of their last conversation and their plans, right before everything almost unravelled, the threats now diminished, and a chance for power left in the hands of prythian's magic, perhaps, as it should be, despite what celeste and vivian longed for.

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@stxrfclls

she was was sitting there, all dolled up and pretty, and absolutely fuming. she had definitely attempted to convince herself it was because her only entertainment of the evening after dinner, an awfully boring conversation on none other than pearls, which was inspired by the bodice she was wearing and had purchased to adapt to the fashion of this court, had rudely rushed to leave her alone for the moment. she had scoffed at the realization that wearing such a pretty piece was exactly the reason of that superficial topic of conversation, it was new to her, after all, not being able to divert the converstion to something more serious. the truth was that lack of entertainment was not to blame for her unease since she had plenty of it, because her eyes like magnets kept drifting to another part of the crowded room, occupied by carden and some fae that had the most obnoxious laugh celeste's heard in her long life and some horrifying need to touch the peregryn every single time that laughter followed. celeste's full focus was on trying to ignore their presence and mute out their conversation, but the fae hearing made it hard to do so, and they were close enough that the flirting was just so loud it was hard to focus on anything else. when another set of laughter followed, carden appearing to enjoy himself enough to celeste, she emptied her glass of wine and let her eyes lock on carden before dropping down to the contact of their touch and following up to find the attention of the other fae as well. " i cannot even hear my own thoughts because of you two. " it would have come off as a cute teasing remark or a way to start up a conversation with the two of them if her eyes weren't dripping anger, so now, now it was simply an interruption.

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@ethercvl, @n1ghtsongs

the dawn court faerie was not one keen on wasting her time on something as silly as shopping and she especially did not find herself liking the sparkly and shiny things, but this beige piece of garment had somehow caught her eye, and she did need new attire for this weather. her dark jackets and coats were going to be a hell to wear in this court. what had caught her eye was a corset, covered in beautiful lace and stitched with embroidery and white pearls, probably having been resourced in this same sea they were so keen on. " this is gorgeous, but a bit too flashy, is it not ? " she asked the fae that had joined her in on the browsing. as pretty as this piece was, perhaps not the best option for daily wear.

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@slivertm

the peregryn was walking towards the city, her back on the sea and the beach, as she looked for the confirmations of their new location. she had been wrong to assume they wouldn't be thrown to another court, that was for sure, but how locked in were they ? they would have to test out the borders and how they hold once again. just as celeste realized her focus needs to be on the important things and not of her wrong predictions, she felt someone's presence, and as she turned her head, she noticed none other than honoria walking around the corner of a building. of course. " did you get lost ? " she asked her, considering the fact that she was leaving the beach and yet nor was walking in the opposite direction, right towards her.

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@stxrfclls

a note had been slipped under the door of her chambers this morning. so early that she had not even managed to dress and catch the person delivering it. she wouldn't have been interested to do that in the first place if it wasn't for the name on the letter. it said carden. they had had the wrong door. under any other circumstance she wouldn't have hesitated to read it and seal it back up, but something about the pretty typography in which his name was inked upon the soft paper, made her think she was truly better off not knowing. even if her curiosity had itched such a large spot on her mind that it was hard to be in the same room as that letter, so she had to hide it in her worktable. she had meant to slip it under his own door before going to breakfast, but she was suddenly pulled away before she remembered to. and when the time came for her to retire to her chambers, she almost stepped on another one. the same handwriting and everything. someone really wanted to get their message received to carden. the guilt of her forgetfulness made her want to get the letters in his hand right this second and when the knock on his door proved he was not there, that door she found so very hard to approach, she went to find him. and so she did find him in one of the sitting rooms.

" i was looking for you. these fools keep mixing up our doors, " celeste spoke instead of a greeting and approached him, her courage mustered, even though she was not aware that she had to consciously do it, her hands clutching onto the letters, before she placed them on the table beside him, to avoid the possibility of touch. nothing between them had happened. everything was fine. she was here to do what she would do for anyone. or so she tried to tell herself. actually, she was as curious about the contents of those letters as she wanted to see how carden would act towards her. if she had succeeded in making him angry at her. the last time they had spoken she had been too focused on leaving before she changed her mind to get a read him. " since two arrived today already, they seem important enough for me to bring them to you directly. "