the russian palace was all golden light, quite as colossal as the sun, and ariel hummed contentedly as her eyes took in every new detail, every beautiful carving on the walls. it took her a good ten minutes or so of staring at a particularly ornate bust of a beautiful lady did she realise that she was coming up, up, up. so the princess laughed out loud, hopefully not looking terribly strange in this corner by herself, only to look up to find another thoroughly beautiful face right next to the bust she had been eyeing. “oh mimi! oh goodness hello! it feels like i haven’t seen you since the wedding... you look absolutely divine, my darling -- did you get even blonder? or maybe that’s just my eyes.” perhaps she was blinded, somehow, blissfully so. ariel took both of the other girl’s arms, and pushed quick air kisses on each cheek. “oh pardon me -- would you like a pick me up? i gave gio some earlier and we’re just coming up... it’s just molly though, i don’t have any coke with me.” she didn’t know exactly why, but mimi seemed as if she preferred snow. ( @mimidbg )