dancing prompts // ACCEPTING
“you have outdone yourself once again.” @ofandraste
josephine’s hands rest gently clasped in front of her waist as she surveys the banquet hall before her. she has quintuple-checked every possible last-minute detail, spoken to every person within her line of vision, and walked the ramparts until she truly believed her feet would detach from her ankles in protest. it has reached the point of the evening where she needs to let go and allow the night to continue organically, much to the chagrin of her unremitting perfectionism. this is the state that the inquisitor finds her in.
“you are much too kind, my lord,” she insists with a genuine smile, shirking the electricity of her debilitating need for impeccability for just one moment. “i do hope everything is to your liking. after all, you are the guest of honor.”













