❛ — anton & isabela.
anton: hey, u up?
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❛ — anton & isabela.
anton: hey, u up?
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He rapped his knuckles against the door, slouching against the frame with an open bottle of wine in one hand and a second one tucked under his arm - both of which he’d casually stolen as he’d walked out of dinner. It was late - later than he had expected it to get - but after spending the evening licking boots and smiling like his meal depended on it, all he wanted to do was complain about how hard his life was. And there was only one other person who could tolerate that.
Heaving a sigh and taking a long swig of wine, Anton banged on the door again. “I know full well that you’re not asleep in there - open up, I need to talk!” He paused, taking another sip. “I brought wine!”
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It upset her to know not one but her two daughters had been taken in to the infirmary for care. And while she was worried beyond belief over Anastasia, the fact that her baby girl, her Karina, had been in harm’s way broke her heart. Her beautiful ray of sunshine. She wanted nothing more than take her into her arms, albeit she knew that would risk being in pain, and murmur sweet nothings while running a hand through her golden hair. Karina would always be her baby, no matter how old she became.
❝ It is me, my darling girl. ❞ Tatyana murmured as she stroked her daughter’s cheek lovingly, looking down at her with a small smile on her lips that didn’t quite reach her eyes.
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“ why are men such a bore ? ” the french that left her lips was posed as more of a whine than a question, the woman flouncing in without a knock, she never needed to, her presence always seemed to speak for itself.
it was funny how they shared blood when they were almost nothing alike, alexandre was too good and marguerite, simply... wasn’t, no matter how charming she may have appeared on the surface. perhaps it was good he was king, arguably the least dramatic. she would hold that crown, though it would only be fair to share it with her twin, arguably her favourite member of the family ( she held a great love for them all however, a feat considering the love was rarely shared beyond herself ), or even théo.
“ one would think if trying to impress a lady then you would bother to at least try to be interesting, rather than putting me to sleep. please, offer a perspective. ” there were a few that proved to be exceptions, though she hardly felt it appropriate to mention those encounters to her brother.
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he was mid-dance with another when she caught his eye, the flirtatious smile he had worn with the woman in front of him changing to a small smirk at the sight of the spaniard, the woman just as eye-catching as she had been in their first encounter. though pretty, his dance partner was a tad dull, it had been his father that had introduced them after all, and with a far too suggestive look in his eye. perhaps not so much suggestive over threatening, but even so, the boy was bound to have left her to search for more familiar company at some point, anton finding the end of the song opportune in doing so, strolling over to the dark beauty, same smirk still upon his lips.
“ lady isabela, ” the words were accompanied by a small bow, “ it is a shame i have been preoccupied this evening, or i would’ve have come over much earlier to comment on how lovely you look this evening, if i may. ”
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arms looped around the blonde as he pressed a kiss to her cheek, wrapping his jacket around the pair of them as they stood in the cold. he wasn’t quite used to the london weather yet, it was spring and yet there was still a cold nip to the air, his arms resting around her as he tried to keep them both warm --- and for once, enjoying a moment of time outside without being blinded by one million flashes.
“ where did you want to go for dinner tonight ? ” he muttered, pressing a kiss to her skin once more, arms still looped around her as his jacket covered them both, “ we could get take out and stay in --- there’s supposed to be a good chinese place close by. ”