location: la sala del mare velato ; evening.
open to everyone.
one of the less entertaining things about the sudden deluge of foreign dignitaries and their entourage, was definitely the fact they were now, quite literally, everywhere. like the grains of blasted sand they seeped into the every pore, crack and crevice of palazzo strozzi. she did not exaggerate. they truly were everywhere. she had hoped she would find some respite in the veiled sea, but imagine her distaste when she'd found it already occupied. it had still been early in evening and she was not going to allow the guests to imprison her to her chambers in her own blasted castle! instead, she fashioned her expression into something less outwardly menacing and more... welcoming.
though it had been a herculanean feat.
while she was, technically, the hostess, it did not mean she had to make small talk if she did not deem it necessary. those who ventured to mare velato usually sought out tranquility and solitude. contemplation. the plinking-plonking of the water droplets paired up with the soothing tone of the violins and harps. sometimes, she liked to believe the musicians were commissioned to play to the waters, rather than the people flocking in and out of the chambers. it wouldn't surprise her -- it could have been something far worse, anyway.
still, the tranquility did not last long as the silence that stretched between her and the unwanted companion took an uncomfortable turn, further accentuated by the lull of the music. as the hostess, she had her duties -- unfortunately.
"I trust you are settling in nicely. are you in want of something? perhaps refreshments?" caterina asked, just now turning to look at the occupant of mare velato.
they say heavy is the head that wears the crown—or those meant to bear it.
adunni aware of the unnerving sentiment as slender shoulders slightly creak with the burdened pressure of responsibility—to her family and most importantly, people. the heir to the boyega empire wishing to be anywhere but at this damn summit. though, the sudden emergence of salt water helps. anything that resembles the sea, really. adunni beckoned to its call to come home. and rid herself of any trouble that is not hers to maneuver, much less endure.
yet, she knows better. may be the only person with the last name boyega who actually does. and perhaps, it is this reluctant acceptance of power ( along with her blessed anointing ) that has governed the fates to choose her above all else; to lead their house towards safer, fruitful pastures. for adunni is one hell of a navigator, after all.
“careful. or I may just take you up on the offer and swipe what available whiskey you have.” chuckles the experienced sailor. leather boots muffled by the miniscule, gusts of wind that skillfully mask the unwanted detection of her presence. a subtle display of power and precision she knows caterina will appreciate and respect. “how are you, my friend?”
All my life, when things got tough, that’s what I would do. I would run, because I never fit in anyway. But this place, what you’re building here… it fits. So, I’m in. No running, no matter what.
( boyega #3, wunmi mosaku, female, she/her, 39 ) Hark! The trumpets are now announcing the arrival of ADUNNI BOYEGA, the PRINCESS of THE BOYEGA EMPIRE. It has been said that they are known to be PRAGMATIC and EMPATHETIC. When asked to describe themselves they said “THE SMELL OF SALT & SEA, WORN ATLASES, POLISHED TRIDENTS, BEAUTY THAT MASKS SARCASM HIDDEN UNDERNEATH. . ” However their COMBATIVE and INVASIVE nature can make for difficult times. Time will tell what their intentions are in attending the Grand Summit.
𝕡𝕖𝕣𝕤𝕠𝕟𝕒𝕝𝕚𝕥𝕪: adunni is a good-hearted, caring, and thoughtful individual; who at times, is prone to hiding away their true feelings—despite the affection they sincerely hold towards companions, whom they see as family. they're presented as mature, wise, and austere; giving clever advice to friends and allies alike. and refuse to give up when they believe something is wrong, willing to break a rule to do what is right. adunni is quite perceptive, able to analyze various disturbances running rampant. they also have the ability to correctly judge people's character based on years of experience and intuition.
— HEADCANON(S)
as a princess from the boyega empire, adunni is an experienced sailor, well traveled; preferring the sea to land.
is very relaxed and calm, using logic and humor to diffuse tense situations but when provoked has a temper that's quite terrible. and when it hits you—you often stay down.
wants to live life on her terms but isn't quite sure what that entails yet.
── BIO
You are born into a wealthy family, one who has made their money off of trade, exporting and importing the finest of goods for the coasts and capital. House Boyega main exports being cattle, fish, and grain. Along with shipping materials.
Your childhood is spent on the shores, sand underneath your feet while the sun shines, reflecting off your ankle bracelets. Your favorite place, of course, is the sea itself, licking your fingers clean as the juice of all the delicious fruit you eat travels down your arm.
Tragedy strikes when you’re fifteen, your mother dies and a year later, your father remarries to the most unpleasant woman. One who tries to marry you off, so you’ll no longer siphon from the well that is now her fortune.
So, you run away, you grab your father’s best mare, a knapsack of all the clothes and belongings you can carry and head off wherever you can find freedom.
You find yourself in a strange kingdom and everywhere you go people stare at you. You bump into a boy (a man really) with kind eyes and a dangerous smile. He helps you, introduces you to your new surroundings and soon, you acclimate with a flair you’ve always carried.
Your father misses you and persuades you to come home, you won’t have to get married. And for a while, you don’t. The pressure is off for a few years until your stepmother plots another arranged marriage. You run away and this time to you know where to.
It’s so easy being with him, you can laugh or cry or curse your circumstances and feel sorry for his. It’s good to have someone who understands you. As time passes, you get closer but never in your wildest dreams do you think it will lead to marriage. Companionship is all you really need.
House tensions are hard on everyone. You manage to keep in touch with your family while so far away and most importantly, while missing your best friend.
Your return is surprising, it’s too soon but quickly others realize why. Your family is falling apart and so you help in any way you can. Forgoing all the freedom you had once found in place of keeping your family together, wicked stepmother included.
You often think of that man with the kind eyes and dangerous smile, hoping to run into him and live your happily ever after.
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