#dutifulrider

“You know, it’s really incredible when someone can stand by what they believe in through thick and thin-- which makes you incredible, right? It’s only logical, I mean.” A giggle. “There’s so much light and passion in you, and I think that’s wonderful! With a drive to improve and to become someone greater, you’ll surely be able to go far! I bet anyone who underestimates you is in for a terrible surprise, because you’re so much stronger than anyone could imagine!

“It’s easy enough to say I hold anyone who shares a name with my Titania in an esteem that is perhaps not quite earned. (For is it not a name associated with the brave, and the loyal, and the talented and devoted? I have found it so, in my time with my Titania.) But I have heard tell of you, in passing, and, tell me.” She leans forward, eyes suddenly intense.

“Is it true you hold a command?” Like General Fluorspar, General Selena? Another to admire? To aspire towards?? Would it be ill-suited of her to ask for pointers? For tips and tricks and how does she get her hair like that, it’s beautiful. She’s beautiful-

Vanessa looks away, feeling flustered.

Titania chuckles, leaning back in her chair in the quaint Frelian inn, taking in the coastal air. “I wouldn’t count myself in a General’s number, if anyone that was Ike, for a time. No, I’m just Deputy Commander, a Lieutenant if you would.“

She paused, looking sadly into her mug. “Well, perhaps Acting Commander is more appropriate. He left on a journey after the second major war we were a part of and I haven’t seen him since; I’d actually been hoping to find him in your lands, but he must be elsewhere.”

// Oh man, thank you so much. That’s some high praise. I definitely try to write in a way that reflects aspects of my muse that may not be so obvious, but sometimes I do worry about Camus’ posts ending up being so heavy and serious. I’m glad it’s appreciated though!

                                       what flower would your muse give mine? [ x ]

lavender : distrustsycamore : curiosity

for some time, he regards the simple arrangement, unsure whether the selection had been intentional or simply a coincidence. the implied messages are fitting enough to be ascribed to the situation, and yet it’s far more subtle than he would have expected from a forthright knight of the kind the woman has so far shown herself to be. 

if it is intentional, he can’t rightfully hold any bitterness towards her; in her place, he would withhold trust just as firmly -- && it hasn’t been so long since he would have made it as plain as she does, too. though it’s disappointing, he reminds himself not to take it personally. any knight would be wary, eager to keep their kingdom -- and their home, especially -- from harm.

“This knight reminds me a little of one from Begnion we met while dealing with a mutual enemy. Pirates in this case. She fought valiantly and even travelled with us for a time, searching for her drifting brother.”

At this she shudders, as if a chill wind had crossed the air.

“Let us hope her siblings share the skill in combat with vastly greater common sense. Yes. Right. Moving on.”