Feb 14, 2025
the captive
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the captive
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    The music swells ——— it’s quite a pretty sight. Magelights drifting to and fro, lush fabrics draping across windows, Minrathous glimmering and ancient and magical ( breathing with it / seething with it ) beyond, and beyond even that there lies the purity of the night sky. Conversation is an undercurrent to it all, people murmuring and laughing and speaking loudly, at length, meaningless words that would amount to nothing at all, were those people to have any sense. And they tend to, at least in part and in measures and in increments, otherwise they would not dare to show their faces here, amongst a vat of vipers ——— sharks, to some.
    He spots her across the way, never given to the darker pallets of their forebears nor their colleagues, and thus never difficult to spot. He amuses himself, for a moment, with the fact that they match, once more ——— match in the loosest of senses, that is : Dorian is swathed in his customary white and gold, jewelry glittering and fabric perfectly pressed. He leans closer to Maevaris and speaks quietly, melodious besides the music, before peeling away and weaving between attendees, customary smile on his face, returning passing greetings, stealing a wine glass from a passing server simply to hold.
    What? He knows very well not to drink anything without pause nor consideration.
    ❝ Magister Aurum, ❞ a warm greeting, accompanied with a raised glass and a nod of his head, smile widening and threatening to become an outright grin. ❝ What a pleasure ——— quite the festivities, wouldn’t you agree? ❞ he gestures to the room at large with his glass, tilting his head to catch sight of a knot of people across the dancefloor. ❝ Lady Decimus must be in a state right now. This may very well outshine her for the event of the year, unless rather drastic measures are taken. ❞
@mercysought / maxima ♥