Sweet as Pie

Of course he didn’t understand, she was practically talking in riddles, but he was still adorable and she continued to ramble.  At least he admitted that it could be one of two reasons, drunk or dumb, or hell it could be both for all she knew.  She knew nothing of this man, having only just met him at the bar, but as long as he was smart enough to keep her drink full - and the fact that actually offered to put her drinks on his tab?  He would make due and be perfect for the evening, “you really didn’t have to do that, but thank you.”  Granted, if he didn’t she would have just ponied up to someone else at the bar until she found a sucker with a deep wallet who’d keep her supplied tonight.  She watched as he inched closer, her body stationary as she let him get as close as he wanted, a smile never fading from her lips as he did so.  “Does it really matter?”  She asked, turning her body to be facing him, moving closer to close even more of the gap as she rested a hand on his arm, “is that seriously what you want to talk about tonight?”  Considering she’d just been rambling it made sense that he’d ask a follow up question, but Adelaide was already bored with that conversation - though it still stung that she’d lost out on such a good opportunity.

leaving all she ever had known behind hadn’t been her first option. however, between her dreams, her family’s constant issues, and the pile of fights increasing with time in her relationship, doing so was, at the time, what made sense. she didn’t feel happy, not to its fullest, and as scary and rough her path had been, she didn’t regret it. “i need a drink,” lizzie announces, arms dropping back to her sides, returning the favor and bypassing her wife’s question. although she didn’t aim to make things worse, she has never been one to stay quiet and and put up with someone else’s attitude. “and so do you, i can sense it. my treat.” she smiles lightly, head tilting to the side. “i will need to see the serving happen in front of me, though.”

Escape, that’s a good way to put it,” he had wished he could escape damn near as soon as he walked through the doors.  Honestly, he didn’t even know which charity he was here to support tonight.  He just knew he had to shake hands, sign some autographs, be in some photos, and drop a large sum to promote his image.  “What’s got you escaping tonight?”  He asked, feeling if the two of them were going to be out there he could at least talk to her so it wouldn’t be awkward.  “Other than the fact that everyone in there seems to have their noses stuck in the air and talk with such condescending tones, or maybe that’s just to me because I don’t fit the bill for a proper businessman.”  He had tattoos, sure he wore a suit, but his hair was still disheveled and he had that spitfire smile of his. 

It was becoming quite obvious that nothing he did would calm her, and if he were in the same position, he knew it would be the same. That would not dissuade him from continuing to try. “Then I shall get you your own horse. Until then, you are welcome to ride mine. Shadow will be delighted to make your acquaintance.” A mental note is made about the horse and about supplies for sewing. “She’s spirited, but I think you’ll get along well. Would you like to meet her?”  He smiles in fond memory of the midnight black horse that has been his since childhood. “I do. I’m King of the Night Court, but you can address me as Nox. King is so formal and I’d like us to be friends.”

The comment only served to make her cheeks redder. Freya didn’t know why she was reacting like this, she had never reacted this way before. She brushed it off, seeing as they had a long way to go. The princess kept the scarf close. “Yes, sir.” The woman joked. She gave her own horse a small kick and they began another long journey. 

Leo knew how the council operated. His uncle was a part of it when the former monarch was still living. “My lady, the only way for you to win their favor is to show them that they have no other choice but to follow you.” Leo explained. “Men will never willingly bow to a woman. You must show your strength and confidence and soon, they will follow.” The man spoke as if he had experience with advising queens in the past. “I shall do my part, but you must do yours as well. Actions speak louder then words, after all.” 

“Yes, my lady.” Leo nodded. Leo planned on climbing the ladder, getting a better position in court was his main goal. He knew the princess wasn’t stupid, so he needed to play his cards right. “Would that be all, your grace?” 

“That sounds good.” Freya wasn’t the most familiar with Ironforge, but she had heard of it. “The horses need rest as well. I doubt they liked traveling so much.” Freya tried to joke, yet returned to a calm grimace. “We could use a disguise, Saxon. I could wrap his around my face.” Freya grabbed one of her scarves, placing it over her face but not covering her eyes. “We could come up with something. Like say you’re a merchant and I’m your wife and we’re looking for a place to sleep in.” Freya felt her cheeks flush at the notion, but they needed some sort of believable story. 

The expression on her countenance and the way she folded in on herself whenever he touched her,   made him take a cautious step backwards.  Perhaps space was needed.  Perhaps he said something wrong.   “I apologize.”  For what exactly?  Well, it was   a long list   at this point.  “I suppose you’re right.  I cannot keep you company always, but I would not leave you on your own. I can introduce you to those I trust. Aside from that, well,”  He pauses to think a moment, “I realize I do not know much about you. Do you like to paint? Read? My library is the largest in the realm. I’m quite proud of it.”  There’s a small hint of a smile on his lips before he continues. “I will do whatever it takes to make your stay here more   comfortable.” 

the idea of returning to her hometown daunting enough to disturb a few nights of sleep, and as much as she didn’t expect the trip to be filled with pleasantries, lizzie didn’t expect to feel her heart rate spike just by being in front of her wife’s bar, the possibility of the encounter enough to leave her hesitant. however, once the familiar voice reaches her ears, that weight appears to leave from her shoulders as her body turns in her direction, arms crossed against her stomach. “to be fair, i didn’t ring your dad either.” she says with a shrug, daring to move a step closer. “how have you been ? you look good,”

His heart was not   a cold stone,   it ached for her. Fae magic was difficult to explain and even more difficult to understand. Most of it had certain loopholes that humans were not aware of. Unfortunately, there were no known loopholes with consuming food.  “ You are right.  You don’t belong. “  He remains quiet on whether or not she is wanted.  Her presence had certainly caused some problems, but he did not personally think she   a terrible nuisance.   In fact, she was far different from anyone he had ever met and that was intriguing. “ The thing is, you will not be able to step off of fae lands.  The food you consumed will keep you here, like an invisible tether. ”   A gentle thumb is raised to caress her cheek and wipe away a tear that gathered there, before his hand falls back to his side.  “ I need you to be patient.  I am   trying   to find a way.  “

“Fine.” Josephine smiled. “There’s a new place by the park. Causal, vintage, that sort of thing. No ties needed.” Josephine promised, taking to look around as Jesse for ready. “When was the last time you went out? Work seems to be keeping you these days.”