auguste knew aurélin planned on being the first to wed out of his assigned pairs, as to prove his commitment to the idea, or maybe to be the first with combined powers. the room was buzzing with emotions, almost to the point of making him sick. then, all at once––
quiet. the constant rush of emotions, usually like strings for him to pluck at, almost entirely quiet. his eyes flashed to his brother and saw him stumbling forward. before he could run to him, auguste’s eyes caught sight of a panicked woman, the same he had seen hanging off of his fiancé’s arm the entire welcoming ceremony. he’d done his research when aurélin let his pairing slip earlier than the others. she was likely the emperor’s concubine. auguste desperately glanced back to where his brother had last been, only to confirm he’d been lost in the chaos. auguste sighed and changed his trajectory to the woman, grabbing her arm firmly. the eclipse might have weakened his talent but at least he was fit enough to run. “come with me, i know the palace’s secrets,” he insisted, hoping the look on his face was enough to convince her. ( @firemoonandstone )
