Jun 18, 2017
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a marriage of convenience
aesthetic. @maryeign ♥
@maryeign // there’s a certain silence that he appreciates about early mornings. no one to BOTHER him or question him ----------------- then again, he’s not entirely unsure he’d be put off by someone giving a damn. no one cared where the bastard brother ran off to ; but they did like to make sure he wasn’t making any trouble for them. for now he’s sharpening his blade, working methodically to get the edge back into the sharp instrument. the noise of the stone at work is enough to dull his mind & grant him the silence that even nature couldn’t provide.
but then he sees motion in his peripheral & pauses, looking over briefly to see who it was that was interrupting him. && then he sees HER. ebony hair & slender frame that haunted his mind like a plague that would never find cure. his heart STUTTERS oh so evidently in his chest & he swallows the lump in his throat before smiling just a bit. ❛ you’re up early, mary. did you sleep well ? ❜
HE HEARS FROM ANTOINE THAT SHE’S IN THE PALACE. it comes along with words of wisdom from his elder that he should not see her. he was probably right, but the bourbon had never been very careful when it came to mary. there was an ache in his heart that he felt all too deeply whenever he thought of her --------------------- CHANGES he would have made given a second chance to replay the whole situation. just a chance to see her & talk things out. but she’d made her feelings very clear -- the scar on his stomach a permanent reminder of such. still, he pushes past antoine.
he makes his way to the grand hall with hesitant steps. maybe seeing her again would be too much for him ------------------- he’d taken so many strides to GET HER OUT OF HIS HEAD. something told him seeing her again would be a mistake. but he walks forward still, that red tether attached to his pinkie drawing him back to her. he makes a turn into the main hall & pauses as he sees her. he’d heard of the struggles the valois were facing -- losing francis couldn’t have been easy for her. it’s hard to feel sympathy, but he’s not heartless ; he can imagine her pain. it takes him a moment to really register she’s there, caught in the rays of sun from the windows as she stands so elegantly. TURN AROUND. his brain begs of him but his heart won’t have it. he at least must know why she’s here.
❛ m------ your majesty. ❜ he catches himself & bends with arm crossed before him, wincing only slightly from the way his scar aches on his skin. he straightens & crosses his arms behind his back. ❛ antoine said you sent for me. ❜ / @maryeign
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@maryeign: Let me start off by saying that Mary Stuart is one of my favorites ever okay and like her portrayal is so absolutely amazing. I feel like this is the portrayal that I have always wanted. Seriously please go and follow. You won’t regret it, like ever. So stoked to write with them.
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I KNOW THE FEELING OML. honestly i just feel like sometimes i overdo my prose in an attempt to write better and i just ???? sit there ??? staring at my replies like: i can do better than this
the WORST PERIOD IN THIS SITE WAS WHEN PEOPLE USED PURPLE PROSE ??? and like I got like 0 shit. I could not even reply to starters that included sentences of it bcs like WHAT R U TRYING TO TELL ME WTF ??
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the life of every bilingual/multilingual mun lbr
PRETTY MUCH, I also was raised in germany and yk how english and german can be pretty similar sometimes like I GET ANXIOUS BCS LIKE is this now in german or in english or does it mean the same if written same ?? like MY BRAIN IS A FUCKFEST and i care of how my english sounds so like i often end up losing my muse bcs i don’t feel like my english is good enough
♙⁝ *ﾟ‘ﾟ MARYEIGN liked. ❤
THE GLASS IS MEANT FOR THE QUEEN. to him, that sounds like a blatant epigraph of a well-known, tragic contingency: another unfortunate death of a monarch, veneered by ersatz devastation & grief on the faces of allegedly loyal subjects. perhaps he is making an erroneous assumption —– but it is a risk he is willing to take. ❝ mary, wait ! ❞ howbeit his quivering plea is faint, too faint for her to discern, he fears ! for the first time he negliges the court etiquette & does something that might come across as impudent: nimble fingers wrench the goblet from her hands & let it fall on the floor with a blaring clash, the remaining liquid splattering all over their clothes. ❝ that’s....i’m certain that’s poisoned. ❞ a heavy breath leaves gently parted lips; apologetic ochre orbs search for her own & beseech trustfulness. ❝ ----- YOUR MAJESTY. ❞
❛ you’re THE ONE who rules over the humans ? ❜ eyes focused on the g o l d e n crown. the flag of her ship familiar. tail hitting the water, splashing the it around. usually he’d ATTACK but in this case there was interest. ❛ many s h i p s like this one are in the bottom you know ? ❜
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