Entangled ✧˖*°࿐
Astarion x OC! Yeondil
She saw him from across the room. Some would say he had been observing her long before she laid eyes on him. Others would say she was smarter than anyone could peg her for. She wasn’t just another pretty face.
Pretty faces could act and perform. Her bloodline destined her to rule.
In a sea of flower petals, she was a true bouquet.
His eyes, she thought. His eyes are laced-no- dripping with desire and want.
She couldn’t help but be intrigued.
He on the other hand, he thought of her as one of his regulars. Another beauty to bring home to his master, he thought. He needed to be master’s favorite, after all.
With her, he thought, he could be.
The two of them nearly share a night of passion. They barely touch, yet they are inseparable. Any onlooker would perceive them to be well, well acquainted with one another. That is, until the party is crashed by the city guard.
And no Duchess of the Gate would ever be caught associating with rogues, ruffians, or occults at an under-city masquerade. But you only turn twenty-one once.
Using the only magic in her knowledge, dimension door, she opened a portal back to her bedroom. With a wink at the red eyed, masked, ethereal being, she steps through.
The portal closes, just before the rogue figure could blink, and he slips into the darkness before the authorities could even make their way through the door.
₊ ༝ ･ ˖ ₊ ˚ 。 . ⋆ ₊ ༝ ･ ˖ ₊ ˚ 。 . ⋆ ₊ ༝ ･ ˖ ₊ ˚ 。 . ⋆
A mere one hundred and ninety-two years later, seemingly a blink of an eye for high elves, the two long lost souls are meeting each other’s gazes for a second time.
However, she didn’t sneak out this time around.
She was not his conquest.
She was indeed, out of her depth.
As she tilts her head at him, he asks her to observe the tall grass for one of the things that tried and failed at enslaving them, and to help him kill it.
You can kill it, can’t you? Like you killed the others.
That… little monster. She could still feel it.
Writhing around behind her eyes. Making itself at home.
She shivers.
Neither of them seem to remember the other, for the being in their skulls have repressed their memories of one another. Even when the two are touching- mere moments later, it’s keeping their memories repressed.
Or is it?
Next part: The Abduction
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