#ladyemsgrimoire

Starter for @ladyem-s-grimoire

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Arthur took a deep breath as he walked through the grounds of his family. The Greymane household remained strong despite the passing of his father. He looked arround, the modest yet well kept victorian mannor stood the pass of time. He sighed while taking a look arround him, the aide were busy moving suitcases as they loaded a carriage for the upcoming trip.

Arhtur made his way arround the main entrance, heading towards the backyard where the garden remained. The playful voices of young ladies made him feel at ease as he approached a table full of gossiping young girls. The table, surrounded by the well kept blue and white flowers paled in beauty to the hostess and her friends.

The long and black duster coat of Arhtur and coevered the few shades of white and grey of his shirt and pants. The colour was deep enough to constrast his already greyish hair. A common trait of his family among male, even at young stages, their hair would always turn greyish. His combed hair and tail resting on his left shoulder, the green eyes focused on the pink cheeks of a lady.

“A lot of beautiful flowers are gathered, right Judith?” Arhur smiled as he leaned towards one of the ladies on the table. The rest simply smile and start whispering among them as the male bowed his head and greeted the ladies before him.

One in particular replied instantly, the red locks of hair, the same green eyes a short nose and bright pink lips glared at the man. “If you are here to interrupt us brother, I suggest you to go back packing.. Elder brother has been looking for you”

Arthur smiled as he slowly pulled a small box from the pocket within his coat, he left it on top of the table and bowed his head once more. “My apologies ladies..I didnt want to interrupt you on my sister’s birthday.. by the way Judith, Happy birthday” He smiled as the ginger glared only to go to the box, hoping for a good gift.

“I can oversee this.. as long as it’s a good gift.. now go”- the ginger raised her head, trying to contain herself to open the gift and looking to the side. Her futile attempt to hide her glee in front of her brother only amused him more.

“I shall get goin sister.. ladies..” Arthur moved on as he took a step back, letting the young ones enjoy the rest of the afternoon. He made his way inside the studio, the old room had an octagonal shape, full of shelves, and bookcases, pictures and maps of the region and a large painting behind the main and cramped desk. The painint depicting a group of knights arround a table always caught his eyes no matter how many times he came. Even with the shelves full of skulls and other devices of his family. Arthur walked closer to the painting but he was interrupted by a voice behind him.

“You are late, and you didnt pack yet..but I asume you finished what I asked”- Mathew, the older and heir of the Greymane passed by him, dropping a book on the large and cramped desk, full of papers and gadgets. The Elder one, Mathew almost the same height as his brother, at simple glance they could be both confused, if it werent for the grey eyes and lose of Mathew.

“yes yes.. I got carried away.. “ Arthur dropped a small pouch on the desk, the sound of something rattling inside could be heard with ease. “Took us a few days.. but we dealt with the wolves.. that aside.. umh..” Arhtur walks towards the window , aiming at the tea party of his sister.

“She looks like mother.. are you sure is a good Idea I go first for her debut? you know I am not.. that good in those areas.. and I may.. or may not get on her way”Arthur muttered as he looked at the window. She was already 16, it was time for her to leave the house and find herself a suitable partner.

“I am busy here and I will join you as soon as I can.. and true you may lack some..”Mathew eyes his brother “lets say finesse.. I trust your nose.. enough to keep vultures out of the way of our little flower” Mathew stands next to Arthur by the window, looking down at the garden.

“Preparations are done, the mansion in London should be good enough. I already made contact for her to show at a few events.. a few minors between the counts and with luck the Duke and what not” Mathew looked at Arthur “Keep an eye on her.”

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October 16

Dear brother,

We have already arrived at London, the place is comfortable. I can’t say I like the fashion trends here, but our sister seems to be more than thrilled to be here. tonight we have a small event, it should be her first debut along several other ladies. nothing else to report, let us know when you are coming.

“Are you ready sister?” Arhtur asks one more time to the ginger by his arm, the two of them standing at the door of the Claridge’s ballroom. A well known and famous place for these kind of events. Wearing a more clean and elaborated long duster coat, Arhtur’s look was quite sober for the ocassion. Since he was not trying to steal the thunder of his sister, he opted for the common suits of the current trends of the London nowadays.

“I-I am ready.. how about y-you? you are ready? we can go home if you want”- The girl stuttered as she looked up to her brother. The usual show from before vanished as she tried her best to keep her posture. The ginger locks made a conrast with her green dressed, it was plain in the fabir with enough details on the sleeves, chest and neck but not saturated enough

“Remember what mother used to say?”The man asked with a playful tone

“always look forward and smile?- Judith replied almost instantly.

“and that is our cue” Arhtur replied back at her, making sign to the man holding the door in order to make the anouncement.

Em is like a fairy godmother but creepy xD

                                               by Phantomemes

    ⊰ ☾ ⊱~; With an eyebrow raised higher than its mirrored pair, the demon let out an amused huff of air, not stopping the rhythmical movements he continued with in order to cut the roses off their too long stems. One by one they filled up the basket sitting next to the butler, their rich petals shyly awaiting their full bloom. “Don’t we all? There are infinite outcomes possible since depending on our chosen actions we trigger and open a possible new path which could lead to something greater or not.” Putting the last rose into the basket, the demon stood up, nimble fingers already reaching towards the pocket watch which silently ticked away the seconds, minutes, hours.....One look at its hands made him smile, there was still some extra time in order to water the soil of the flowers. “Why dwell on the past when it is the future, and the now that can be affected?”

   “Perhaps you would have been a sunflower, perhaps just a seedling that is trampled later...at least you are NOW aware, that you are THE THORNS of a bloodstained rose.” And to the end of his speech, the demon's eyes gleamed like the ruby lifted up to the sun; beautiful yet deadly since it’s beauty can charm you to follow it right to Hell.

    ⊰ ♞ ⊱~; Even before the woman could finish her sentence, the demon was already in motion, nimble fingers running along the felines long back, gentle fur for which he could only imagine how soft it would be if the gloves were absent. “Ahhh...what a beauty. Such a grace and elegance, those long whiskers and big eyes.”The kitten, as beautiful as it was, melted against the butler and rubbed her little head against the black-clad chest. “Now milady, your affection is like a ‘blessing’ for me.”The chuckle was deep, eyes glimmering with a hint of vivid magenta. Sometimes he enjoyed it to put some irony into a statement of his.

“Oh please, you don’t have to worry I’m more than sure that he has extra clips on his pockets“ she chuckled gazing at a white-haired man that was looking at them from a dark corner.

It was actually an excuse to touch his hair, from the distance it seemed as soft as a feline fur, but her suspicions banished as her fingers ran down his strands, the blonde woman kept that smile of her  “ It would be a shame to hide those eyes of beautiful crimson red. Although my biggest concern, to be honest, is the possibility that the strands make it difficult for you to do your job. “

    ⊰ ♞ ⊱~; Ghastly. For a moment Sebastian could have sworn that there was something akin to a brisk touch which turned rather heated after the female had removed her fingers from his hair, crawling upon his neck before vanishing. Nothing much to pay attention to since it presented no danger for the only one, most valuable persona inside the rather empty mansion, at least for now.    His attention was once again fully given to the blonde, the raven finding her presence rather fascinating at some moments, and whilst it was that his own kin, of course, held obscure aspects which he himself never fully understood, it did raise some interest. No matter how related, dull and similar most answers could be, Sebastian sometimes took the dive.”Up to now, I would not say that any dilemmas rose up no.”There was a short hum, this appearance which he had dressed in to match the role of a butler, was unlike anything a human would possess. Every cell, every hair, and bone were identical to the normal human ones but would regenerate at a speed beyond the understanding of mortals.”You flatter me too much my dear when it is your ‘kindness’ which sets a spark in the viridity of yours.”His own hand reached out, nimble fingers still dressed in icy white brushing lightly against Em’s right cheek.

SENTENCE MEME ⟶ LEGACIES / 1.07always feel free to tweak the sentence to fit your muse.

    ⊰ ☾ ⊱~; A wide grin spread open those lips of the man, revealing nothing but sharp teeth-canines long and shimmering in the darkness of the night. The woods were silent, only sweet whispers of the wind as it blew between the treetops, rustling the leaves to sing a somber melody. Derek had found a way to outsmart the ones keeping a hold on the being which stood before him, chains glowing with a soft hue of amber shifting to deep crimson. 

   “Because you and I have the same enemies. I’ll break the chains...set you free if you agree on helping us, that is all.”

☾ HOCUS   POCUS     ( 1993 )   SENTENCE    PROMPTS   .

    ⊰ ♞ ⊱~; A chuckle vibrated through the demon's chest, one hand already pressed lightly against his lips as to ‘conceal’ any expression which would be not fitting for him to show. “You seem pretty invested in this, I must admit that the written lores and books alike had the same content for quite a while now. The one about old flames tho...that is new.” With a slight shrug of his shoulders Sebastian dismissed the idea to overthink these bizarre writings, he had his fun share of those during the little visits he had made to the mortal realm. “Any reason why it is that you have looked up this specific topic milady?”