By My Side
@dreadfuleternity | continued from here
Serafina inwardly recoils at Tuvynia’s affirmation, having hoped--just a little--that they wouldn’t have to attend. But the woman knows that it’s mandatory for someone of the queen’s status... However, it didn’t change the fact that she disliked formal gatherings.
But this is her job, not a holiday.
The brunette nods in acknowledgement to the shorter woman, coupled with a soft “hm.” Her eyes catch Tuvynia’s for only a moment before dropping her gaze down to the woman’s chin, feeling it rude or confrontational to make eye contact with her. Sera inhales a bit, almost as if she were taking a breath of resolve, and speaks again. “What time would you like to go, your highness? The event starts at...” she pauses for a second, having to think about it. “Seven in the evening.”




