#rgnikolai

[elxfreya-blog]

♓ home is wherever you are

@rgnikolai

As a healer, part of her job description required Freya to always remain calm and level headed for healing required precision and accuracy especially when lives were on the line. There was nothing more important to Freya than making sure her patients were taken cared of with their health as her number one priority. She worked day in and day out; healing soldiers and civilians alike with strict affection that was entirely her own. 

There was no place for fickle emotions in the work place yet all those who were close to her knew of the one thing, or rather the one person, she would gladly break that rule for. When the news of his highness’s nearly fatal injury reached the shores of Elv, everyone worried for him but no was perhaps more distraught than Freya herself and she worried endlessly until the prince’s return. 

The sound of trumpets signaled the arrival of the ship that carried Nikolai and his entourage and everyone gathered by the palace docks to give their welcomes and greetings to the returning prince. Excited chatter filled the space as soldiers, members of the royal court and the King and Queen themselves fussed over him; everyone saying their own version of how thankful they were that nothing more serious had happened to him and congratulating him on his achievements in battle. But all of that died down into a hushed knowing silence when Freya finally made her appearance after coming from the medical station in the Elvian camp. 

“Kola!” She ran to him in a  flurry of  her white and blue robes; leaping into his arms with enough force for him to stumble backwards, her arms wound tight around his neck and her face buried in the crook of his neck. The crowd that had gathered around them watched with knowing fondness and took a step back to let them be-- save for one soldier who worriedly exclaimed, “Your highness, my lady, are you both alright?” (and quite possible ruined the moment). 

[rgjunhong-blog]

Been a long time ○ N&J

rgnikolai ○ continued on from here

Junhong had been bored, and decided to wonder out of his home region. Mainly because a. he just needed a change of scene and b. he was hoping he’d run into people he knew. Just as he had right now with his old friend. God it had been too long, and he was pleased when he realised it was him. Even with the degas he had on in fear he’d be attacked or something without his guards. 

“See two heartbeats, signals that it takes longer for them to like you, because of your face.” A grin intact on his lips, almost as wide as the others. Patting the other on the back, he does as he says and pulls up a stool. Perching on it, as he grins even wider. “You buying me a drink.” He smirks and then whistles “That sure is a first.” A chuckle escaping past his lips when he makes the remark, nudging Nik’s elbow with his adding onto the teasing manner. It had always been like that between the two even after all this time.

[rghikari]

| at the borders; |

@rgnikolai: 

The suryan princess is the last person nikolai wants to encounter right now. yes, he knows he shouldn’t be anywhere near the suryan border, but that is exactly why he is. the heavily fortified boundary lines mean sending spies into the nation is near impossible. this cloak and dagger business is not one he personally supports, though nikolai does understand the importance of information gathering. he wouldn’t have asked for his mission if he didn’t.

Following weeks of preparation, nikolai set out with a small contingent of men in an attempt to feel out a weakness in their otherwise iron defense, and it is those soldiers’ retreat he is covering for now. when they first heard someone approaching their small encampment, nikolai ordered them to run. he’d hold off whoever it was long enough for them to get far away from the area. faceless foot soldiers are dispensable, but their enemies may think twice about murdering a prince.

This is not the situation nikolai planned for. it’s been years since he’s last seen her, but he recognizes hikari in a heartbeat. it’s the eyes, he thinks idly, scanning her face. nikolai remembers them well from their childhood. the princess always had such pretty eyes. his grip on his sword loosens. where before nikolai had been prepared to fight his way out, even kill, he knows he can’t hurt her. “hikari,” he says, shifting his weight from one foot to another. “fancy seeing you here. been years, hasn’t it? you shoulda sent me a letter or something.”  

His halfhearted stab at levity fails. “look, i get it. this is awkward as fuck. but just… just this once, can you pretend you never saw me? for old times’ sake.”

♕~ By the time sunset settles and hues of pink and orange fill the sky, Hikari has little time to regret sneaking out of the palace and running away to the Suryan borders because she is sure that her personal guards and nannies have already realized her absence and have most probably began their search for her. She knows their skills well enough and starts counting the hour down until they are able to make their way to where she is and take her back to the palace. 

In the meantime, she enjoys the limited freedom of being away from the protective looks of people inside the palace and relishes in being able to swing her legs as she sits on top of the wall that separated her home nation from the rest of the world without her tutors reprimanding her for not acting like a princess. She breathes in and fills her lungs with as much air as she can, trying to imprint the way it feels within her. It is easy to give in to her daydreams of a peaceful world when there’s no one around to remind her otherwise and for a moment, Hikari indulges herself in it because times like these are rare and few in number so she should take them for all they are worth when they do come around. 

The first prince of Elv, by no means, is the least person she expects to see when she jumps down from the walls. She is prepared for an earful of reprimanding from whoever it is that got tasked to find her and bring her back and the practiced apologies are on the tip of her tongue, ready to pacify the fury of the people she has effectively worried but all of that die in her throat when she makes sense of the person standing in front of her. “Nikolai.” The name is both familiar and foreign on her tongue and it matches the wide eyed look she gives him. In her shock, she is unable to comprehend his question and instead answers with an almost intelligible “....You’ve grown taller.” 

[rgfaina-blog]

“Why am I injured?!”

“You don’t remember?” Murmured as nimble fingers prod gently at blossoming bruises, Fai’s brow is furrowed in concern as she assesses the damage. “Well your Royal Highness, from what the missive that I received detailed that when in battle, you were struck down by an unknown weapon and were very, very fortunate that a field physician managed to attend to you when he did. Broken ribs, possible internal bleeding and quite impressive gouge marks. The information is outdated of course-” Her monotonous spiel is cut off by a sharp intake of breath as the sullied bandage that was wrapped around the male’s torso unravels just enough for her to get a proper look at that which she has to treat.

“You must be in so much pain.” There’s clear emotion in deep, brown eyes that search the other’s face for signs of discomfort as her hand reaches for his. “I’ll make you something for the pain, it won’t take long. You’re alive but well, this is going to be a long process because I may be a bender, but time is required to do it properly… You’ll be okay.” With a soft smile and squeeze of his hand, she averts her eyes to the ground and pushes herself up, floor length skirt swishing around her feet as she walks over to the satchel in which she had hurriedly stashed supplies before she had left the city that morning.

Loose strands of hair curl delicately around Fai’s slim face as she searches for a particular satchel of leaves, humming softly as she looks. “Faina Volkova- that’s my name in case you were wondering. I was sent for because they know that in the past at least, I was apart of the Fedorova clan. We’re currently stationed in safe zone about a half day’s ride from the outskirts of Elv.” Taking out the small satchel and while she’s there, a jar of ointment and fresh bandages, she settles beside the other once more. “Chew on these leaves. They taste nasty but as someone who once broke their collarbone after falling from a horse, they work well if you don’t mind sacrificing your taste buds. After that, I’ll begin by cleaning you up a bit more. Perhaps in the meantime though, if you’re able, can you tell me what you last remember?”