𝐜𝐥𝐨𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐫 for olyvar ( @warsmade ! ) 𝐥𝐨𝐜𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 : the great hall — the royal wedding
“this won’t do,” alysane looked up at her lord cousin with a distressed expression. she’s watched lords attempt to approach and then turn the other way. at first she wondered why that was. was it her dress? her hair? something in between her teeth? and then she glanced around, forgetting she was beside her cousin. “standing next to you is lessening my chances of getting dances tonight. you’re intimidating the lords, olyvar.”













