#eleonoraxaltieri

[shadowedclarke]

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Drinking with Gunnarr had been a better stress relief than he’d expected, considering that there had been a time that drinking with Vikings was highly likely to end in someone’s death. But he wasn’t at war here, so he had let himself enjoy the company of a man who was supposed to be his enemy. Despite being on opposite sides, the two had shared war stories, drinking and joking, but Gunnarr’s attention had been stolen by a pretty woman. Not blaming him at all, James had excused himself and made his way back up the castle. 

Although he was most certainly drunk, he did not stagger, not until he saw a familiar woman tucked into an alcove. “Eleonora!” He rushed to her side, hands going to her shoulders, afraid he’d see an injury. It took a moment for him to notice the slow rise and fall of her chest. She was asleep. His fear turned into amusement, shaking her awake more gently now. “Come on, sleeping beauty.” He teased, his hand cupping her cheek as her eyes opened. “There you are. You gave me a scare.” 

[lucyinthewest]

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Lucinda looked at the door to Eleonora’s room. After everything that had happened with Leila she realized just how she’d messed up. She had been acting like a child probably because Eleonora seemed to have everything she lacked. If she really wanted to become better, she would have to apologize, probably her least favorite thing to do. She lifted her hand to knock on the door and hesitated once again. It would be so much easier to just let this go. But...Lucinda finally knocked, ready to swallow her pride. 

[youngestlongbottom]

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She wasn’t pregnant, she decided. Not that she could convince her body of that. She’d been sick three times in the past day, and she was never sick. Ever. Lying under a tree, she mumbled aloud. “Good job, Evie. Finally get some distance between you and Edmund, and now - no. No, this isn’t happening.” Once again, she sat up, drumming her fingers on her legs with wide eyes. “You need a distraction. You’ll feel better once you’re not thinking about the possibility of a tiny life growing inside you.” A twig broke behind her, and she jolted. 

“I said I was fi-” She turned, only to see it wasn’t one of her sisters. “Oh. Sorry. Please ignore me. Or distract me. Either way, I’m fine.” You’re not going to be fine once you go back home to Edmund, that nasty little voice reminded her. Or will you run away just like your mother did? Of course not. She wasn’t going to do that, she wasn’t her mother. And she wasn’t pregnant, so it was fine. 

[sunshinexcaptain]

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Having never celebrated Christmas before, although she knew what it was with a few European crewmates, Hei was having a fine time watching everyone celebrate. But one thing kept happening that she found very interesting. If she stood where she was, people would join her and kiss her. When one woman walked up to her, she pointed up to the plant above her head since it seemed to be the reason why people were kissing her. She had no idea why, but she was going to take advantage of it. 

[youngestlongbottom]

Dear Evie,

     Happy Christmas! I’ve always wondered what it would be like to have a little sister, so I’m very glad to have been adopted by you. Since you’re part of the family now, I’ll give you a batch of the cookies my grandmother used to make all of us, just as I give the rest of my relatives.

     I’ve also charmed this bracelet with very strong pregnancy prevention spells, so that you may choose when and where it is you wish to raise your children. In addition, it’s unbreakable, and if you tap the clasp it will turn invisible. I don’t know of your husband, but I know that unfortunately men only often think of themselves when thinking of children. 

     I’m so happy to have met you, though!

            Much Love,                Eleonora Altieri

[artistaxaltieri]

My dear little brother,

Happy Christmas! I’m so glad after all these years, we’re finally both in one place and together once again. Now I can keep a much closer eye on you. (teasing…somewhat) Anyway, you know my pride for you knows absolutely no bounds, and I’m always happy to have an excuse to give a present to my little principe.

The first is a brooch but— it’s charmed to grow to full size when you have need of it, so you won’t have to strain yourself with yet another thing to carry around in your heavy artist’s kit. The pots are also refilling as soon as you place a dab of paint in them. Hopefully it’ll make it that much easier to share your incredible talents with everyone.

The second is obvious enough. A tray of Nonna’s cookies made this very morning by your’s truly. Hopefully they’ll still warm.

Truly, I’m far too glad to have you here with me, Mateo, and I look forward to all the adventures we’ll get up to here.

            All my love,                    Eleonora

[artistaxaltieri]

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The light had stolen his attention as he arrived at Hogwarts, making the castle into the perfect subject of his next work. He didn’t hesitate to just leave his bags on the ground, setting up a canvas quickly so he could capture the colours of the sky. He could always fill in the castle later, but lighting changed. He knew Eleonora would be worried, somewhere in the back of his mind, as he’d written to tell her when he’d arrive, but he also knew she’d understand. Art was everything to Mateo, and had been since it had been the only escape he had from his own body. Time passed as it always did when he was working, in that he didn’t notice it. Already tired from the journey, he failed to notice his body’s warning signs until he was collapsing. He managed to pull himself over to where he’d left his bag, but couldn’t muster the strength to reach into the bag for the flask that would restore his strength once more. Mateo groaned, eyes closing as he rested his head on the cool ground, muttering weakly. Eleonora was never going to let him hear the end of this.