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“ this isn’t to do with you - but i really miss being in monaco. “ not only for such trivial things as the weather differences, but her actual family. she wasn’t sure if she was going to forgive them for shipping her off to another royal family ( she was surely her own person, should be allowed to make her own decisions now ). “ have you been ? “ / @challengedloyalty
‘ did you take my pants? someone stole my pants. ‘ - sven, probably more times than he’d like to admit
w/ @challengedloyalty ! she groaned, rolling over in bed as the light streaks fell over her face, the bed’s soft, and far too large for just two people, but SVEN ISN’T IN BED ANYMORE, meaning that the raven haired girl stands out strongly against the ivory sheets. “ we’ve been asleep, WHY would i need your pants sven ? ” the voice is sleepy, and groggy as she attempts to wake up. enough to match him, sven always seemed to have more energy than she did. he however seemed convinced that the pants were missing, “ have you checked the piano room ? ” she asked softly, vaugely remembering dropping her panties inside a grand piano and he keys still sounding reched when sven pushed her back against it the previous night. popping herself up from her perch on the bed she doesn’t even bother to cover up as she steps out of bed and goes over to him running a hand down his back in an attempt to calm him down a litle, “ come back to bed babe. ”
and I'd choose you; in a hundred lifetimes, in a hundred worlds, in any version of reality, I’D FIND YOU AND I’D CHOOSE YOU. @challengedloyalty
@challengedloyalty bc I miss them.
it’s soft hands and warm flesh that has her snuggling into the man next to her more often than not, tossed furs seem more orderly than their own hair and at times she’ll admit that it’s nice to have some rememberance of home with her down in the sunless hellscape that skaikru has them living in, ( the furs really are a blessing ). maybe it’s the hormones, that’s what skaikrus healer keeps saying it is, the fact that her belly’s finally starting to show and that the pair of them finally seem to be happy down here. it had taken longer than she’d thought it would to adjust, with no wind to bite her cheeks, one would never think that the temperatures that could remove limbs would be something all of azgeda seemed to miss... though there really was no azgeda left was there. they were all more of a collective now, working together with the old clan titles being used as more of a social division than anything that people cared about anymore. her warm skin tone has faded to match the rest of her clans, the lack of exposure to sunlight dimming the radiance, though sven still insists she looks beautiful, she likes that despite it all, she’s sitll a beacon to her people. children from all 12 ( or 13 ) clans seemed to take to her, it was ontari herself who had a harder time taking to their parents. hands find blonde hair, grey eye with looking at him expectantly, “ we should probably make our presence known out there... we’ve been hidden away for three days. ”
some sventari for @challengedloyalty + modern royal sventari family
head tilted, facial expression was nothing short of ecstatic. every time she went away she missed him, she’d love for him to come to but he’d always declined. it always made her nervous that something would happen to him whilst she was away. any connection to the camp was limited at best as her gramma refused wifi in the house. “ i got you a present from the summer fair, which you have got to see one day, “ // @challengedloyalty
