KISS THE STARS

dependent for @versailleshqs. adored by VENUS.

anna tudor. queen of england. human.

yi han-wool. emperor of the hoseon dynasty. witch. fire gifted.

𝖄𝖎 𝕳𝖆𝖓-𝖂𝖔𝖔𝖑

A LOUD GROAN came from the emperor as he sat upon the waiting. a gathering of the rulers before the grand show.... this was ridiculous.... a hand slowly moved over and over across the edge of a candle - with each sweep - the flame would ignite or extinguish. "he invites us here... and is late to his own party ? he's toying with us. " a growl before the hand slammed down onto the candle - smashing it with a grand heat from his hand that melted the wax. "and the display of wealth - how egotistic..."

𝖄𝖎 𝕳𝖆𝖓-𝖂𝖔𝖔𝖑

BEFORE THE PASSING of the late emperor ; han-wool's father had made a point to get to know the lords of his kingdom. and yet - the new emperor had neglected the practice. he was just so busy - overwhelmed with everything. and grieving his parents did more than he let on - he was in pain even if he paraded a mask to say otherwise...

𝖄𝖎 𝕳𝖆𝖓-𝖂𝖔𝖔𝖑

𝕬𝖓𝖓𝖆 𝕿𝖚𝖉𝖔𝖗.

𝕬𝖓𝖓𝖆 𝕿𝖚𝖉𝖔𝖗.

THE JOURNEY was long and tiring for her. traveling separately from her husband felt.... odd. she truly did feel as if she had displeased him somehow... was she not what he wanted ? what he expected ? was a marriage supposed to feel - so lonely ?

her carriage was the first to arrive but not long before his. yet she had found herself settled into their temporary accommodations quickly - one of the small cottages built around the grounds of versailles. theirs not far from the gardens , how anna would have liked it. dark hair glistened and glimmered with the melted evidence of the first snow of the season , golden silk spotted as if she had spent some time in it - which she had. and now she found herself trying to warm up with some hot tea , small frame trembling from the cold.

she heard footsteps , expecting her handmaiden - but when the small door opened ; she was greater with the broading presence. her heart... sank. "sebastian..." yet when she said his name, like always , there held no coldness - a warmth instead- a hope. "i didn't expect you to arrive so soon...." her voice a whisper , cold hands trembling against the fine porcelain between them. "if you wish to rest ... i can explore the gardens... " she rose slowly from the couch by the fireplace. if he wished for her presence to disappear from his sight... she would unhappily oblige..

𝕷𝖚𝖉𝖜𝖎𝖌 𝕶𝖗𝖆𝖚𝖙𝖘𝖈𝖍𝖆𝖙.

HE STARED at her , a stern look upon his features as the carriage came to an abrupt halt. he was tired , awake during the day was not what he did. was that a yawn from the duke ? a lazy refined hand adorned with the large ring beholding their crest placed over his mouth , hiding the sharp fangs. "now , darling -" he began through breathy yawned words. "please be on your best behavior , hm ?"

𝕬𝖓𝖓𝖆 𝕿𝖚𝖉𝖔𝖗.

THE MEETING in person had never been achieved - due to the wedding between herself and the english king ( instead of the charming italian prince )... but the correspondence had never stopped ; even in the moment that the letter of bad news for the italian family came from her brother ; the king of austria. before sebastian had claimed the maiden's hand - it belonged to the medici prince.

but now - she knew in her soul ; that even if she was unhappy now - she might have been unhappier in a marriage with vitto. they seemed better as friends... or long distance friends ; she supposed. small clicks of heels had come from her , hands clasping golden strands of silk as she hoisted up the bustles of her skirt.

THE JOURNEY had been long and tiring ; her bones ached and the cold seemed to throb her joints. she was not used to these long journeys... and she hoped she'd never have to take another one after their return to england. her lady in waiting is all that kept her company - her husband traveling separate from her.

she often wondered if it was something she had done. was it her ? did she displease him ? was she not at all what he wanted and expected ?

𝕬𝖓𝖓𝖆 𝕿𝖚𝖉𝖔𝖗.