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A small request... || Edmund & Kieran
The wax with the seal of the Seelie Queen cracked satisfyingly under his finger tips. A letter had been slipped under his door earlier in the day. It was an invitation, or more like an order, to perform at one of the numerous parties that the Queen and her court attended. The dark ink was a stark contrast to the creamy paper, making it hard to ignore the words swirling over it.
If he had to do it, Kieran figured he might as well do it right. At least this had come directly from the Queen, it seemed he was climbing the ranks again through whatever means necessary. It would be unbearable if someone else ended up being the star of the show. If someone else were to describe him they might choose the word diva but Kieran objected to that idea. He just liked to make sure his image was a good one, not pure or anything, but spoken of with reverence.
Musical ability might not be the first thing anyone would think of when they thought of Kieran, but he was an relatively skilled lutist. Enough so that he felt that he had the right to drop in on the composer to make sure things were heading in the right direction.
It took more time than Kieran would like to admit to, but eventually he did find the composer. Better to catch them before they started composing, so he could make sure his best skills are showcased. Kieran rapped his knuckles against the dark wood door, muffled music could be heard through the door.
“Hello? Edmund? The famed composer?” he let his voice flow melodically, gently mingling with the music as he waited for a reply.
Flyingbox/shymelody/boxten x flutter fanchild
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