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"Papa"
"Papaa"
"Papaaaaaa"
Carlo yells from his crib. Still too early to be up
His eyes fluttered open as he sat up, rubbing his face with a soft groan before he got out of bed to see what his son was crying out for.
He was still adjusting his shirt as he made his way to Carlo’s crib, a soft smile on his face.
“It is still so early, little one.”
Even as he said that, he gently brushed his fingers through Carlo’s hair.
UNDRESS (Corian to Nouma)
“It’s only fair that I claim my vengeance, after all.”
The words are softly whispered through a smile.
"I offer you a bed in my little hut...now you undress me? All because I made a innocent mistake?" she said, cheeks red.
Only two clothing pieces he has in his way. Need she will be fully naked infront of him
REUNION
Castella, Corian, and Lilliana were all sitting down at the table in the Hold. Everyone else was either out or doing something else in the Hold.
The three siblings were all drinking tea, the still steaming pot set between them. The tea itself, as was typical of Castella’s blend, lightly sweet and floral.
“You say you made this yourself?”
Corian’s question was genuine enough. He would always try to break tension with good conversation.
“I call it mine, but it took help from others, figuring out what was safe and what wasn’t…”
Lilliana is silent for a moment. She takes a long sniff before sipping once again.
“Not bad.”
Castella knew that it was hard to get proper emotion from Lilliana. Others sometimes called her “Stone Heart” for her hard expression.
Even with this brief break in the silence, the air was still tense. This was the first time the three royals sat down together for quite some time. When a voice spoke once more, it was Lilliana’s.
“I intend to take you both home.”
Castella stops before taking another drink. Her hands begin shaking some. Corian seems less distressed.
“Lilliana, why are you in such a hurry to return? Me and Castella are Tarnished. We can’t just leave.”
“You know well why I have to take you home. There was already high tensions before you foolishly left to find Castella. Once you disappeared, our father has gone completely mad, and Lucilla is supporting his ravings. We need you, Corian.”
His brow furrows.
“Foolish? Lilliana, she was sent into the fog to perform an impossible task. I wanted to help her, be there for her. Do you even know what she’s been through?”
Castella’s hands are still shaking. She can’t speak up.
“What happened to her was terrible, but by Loran’s Mane, our kingdom is at stake here. Not to mention you left something else behind as well. A broken promise, and if you don’t amend it, then the Lords will come collect.”
He raises his voice.
“Don’t speak of that to me, don’t you EVER bring that up to me, Lilliana. You didn’t even see her off, and you lecture ME on broken promises? We DIED here, we have friends and family here now, and you want us to just ABANDON THAT?!”
Castella abruptly stands and slams both of her hands on the table, causing the pot and teacups to shift loudly on the table.
The other two siblings stop their arguing and look at her in shock.
Tears are streaming down her face as her lower lip quivers. She stood there for some time, as if there was something else she wanted to say.
“…”
The air is tense and quiet, silence sliced apart by sharp sobbing. When Castella couldn’t bring herself to say anything, she left the table and her siblings behind.
A small trail of gold followed as she left Roundtable Hold.
Corian rest his face in his palm, a single tear hidden in his glove.
“Who are we, Lily? We were… we were supposed to be the people she looks up to. Who she wants to be. But look at us…”
He himself stands and gathers the now empty cups.
“We can’t even sit through a single pot of tea without falling apart…”
He leaves Lilliana alone at the table. She looked to the center, and saw no light. It wasn’t so impressive as it was described to her.
“How could you take them from me?”
When she received no answer, Lilliana finally allowed herself something that she locked away for so long.
She allowed herself to cry.
Nouma had put their son in a cute little bear onesie. The newborn is just frowning. Angry little bear cub
"Happy valentines day!"
“Aw, look who it is!”
Corian gave his son a kiss on the forehead before giving Nouma a kiss as well.
“Happy Valentine’s day, dearest.”
@tinyredrose
I will finally tell her today. How I feel. What this attraction really is to me. That it is no mere want of her body, but more of a want for her presence.
I will tell her today.
Corian wandered into Leyndell, near that old spot he met Marie. It was now his favorite place in all the world. In his hand, held firm behind his back, was a bouquet of wildflowers from a village of Jars Castella took him to once. She wasn’t there yet, of course.
He struggled to calm himself. There were many thoughts, many of them pertaining to his own worth. But he believed in his heart that she felt the same.
But he wouldn’t stand there idly for long. A slow but determinate glow in the distance began snaking its way towards the capital. Faster. Faster. Faster.
Before he knew it, the Erdtree, so tall and golden, began catching small embers. More. More. More.
His eyes widen as the Erdtree began burning. Impossible.
More than anything, he was worried for Marie. He dropped the flowers and began running. If anything stood in his way it was taken down in a flash.
He had no time left. If he couldn’t tell her how he felt, he could at least get her to safety. For now, the flames seemed to be unable to burn much more than the bark and leaves.
But for how long would this be so?
Would he even get to say goodbye?
"Um..."
Tugging at the prince's clothes, a little cake in a cup in her hand. She hasn't met him, but she recalls hearing Castella talk about him fondly here and there... So this has to be Corian, right? He has the same kind look in his eyes, anyway.
@eldenlordofdragons [Peronie]
Corian looks around a little before looking down upon a girl. She has a snowy complexion, with white skin, white hair, even her attire is white. Her eyes are red like a rabbit’s, large and innocent.
He did not spend much time studying her features before noticing the small cake she is holding out to him.
He smiles warmly at the girl standing before him, lowering himself a little to make talking to him less intimidating.
“Thank you. You must be… Perona, yes?”
Gives Corian a spider man style kiss. Nouma had gotten herself stuck in a tree again. Rope tied around her ankle this time
He allows her this kiss before making an inquiry.
“Nouma, how ever did you get yourself in this position?”
He has an amused expression on his face, crossing his arms. He would get her down in just a moment, but he needed this first.
Nouma spent the entire day wearing a sun dress. Trying to keep herself cooled down from the heat. The hold was still warm inside. But it was better there than out in Mistwood. First time she had seen Corian in the hold for a while. Also spenting some time with him. May have accidently flashed him a few times.
"It'll be fine I stay the night right? It's much cooler here than out in Mistwood"
“I don’t see why you can’t stay the night. The walls here are better for consistent temperatures than it is outside.”
His smile hid some of the nervousness he felt. How bold was she going to be? She already likely unknowingly tempted him with her dress, one a little shorter than she would have liked to admit.
However, he was still quite relaxed in her presence. Before getting into bed, he took his shirt off, folding it semi-neatly before setting it aside.
“Hm…”
He rolled his shoulders a couple of times, rubbing the back of his neck some as well, before pulling the blanket back.
