#scripted: alfhild

[untimelytales]

event starter for @lullabiesofwoe ft. gareth and alfhild

“you’re some sort of king or prince or lord, aren’t you?” alfhild asked as she swirled the spoon in her fresh cup of coffee. she’d found herself slowly becoming addicted to the drink, though only for taste rather than the effects — the additional caffeine didn’t do much for her. “you’re handsome and you carry yourself in a very particular way. or, perhaps i am just getting an aura off of you that tells me such. if i’m wrong, you can always lie to me and tell me that you are. i could even show you how all the midgardian princes and kings acted, and why they failed because of that. it’s amusing how they didn’t seem to learn from each other’s mistakes.”

[untimelytales]

masquerade starter for @antiifragiles ft. jolene and alfhild

alfhild was in the middle of reminiscing about old times, looking through the large glass windows at the event inside. though the snow started to slowly float down from the sky, she didn’t feel a chill – the scene before her filled her with a sense of warmth. she was interrupted by the sound of a door opening and closing. “oh – are you sure you want to be out here? as beautiful as you look with the snowflakes collecting in your hair, it’s far too cold. unless…” she started, deciding to take a chance. “you would like to be kept warm with a small dance with me? moving will keep your blood flowing and you can just barely hear the music. and…” she paused, a soft smile on her lips. “you look like an angel.”