#pr0mis

He was hesitant to arrive- after their last talk, would Arie even want him there? Still, he thought, after spending far too much time trying to decide and swallowing three-quarters a glass of wine, Arie would be much more upset with Frederik missing his birthday celebrations than not coming over a spat between brothers. He hoped, at least, it was just a spat between brothers. That Arie would heed his words, would come to his senses.

Frederik waited until his youngest brother had a moment between guests before approaching him. "Happy birthday." He knew how much his brother cared for the day. "I- um hope you are enjoying yourself."

⊰   as much as she enjoyed complaining about switzerland , the beauty of the palace’s garden was undeniable, so much that a ghost of a smile hinted at her lips when the warm breeze gently rustled the flowers, carrying its delicate scent that reminded her home. the sight alone abandoned any thoughts of broken betrothals, unnecessary arguments, dwindling fortunes and narisa could feel how stored tension released her body . yet that moment abruptly came to an end when she spotted the guard who apparently spent his time in the gardens, leisurely instead of following his duties . “ why are you wandering around in the gardens ? you are supposed to guard the king . ” her brows bumped with slight irritation when she talked to who she thought of as an italian guard . a miscalculation not only stemming from her lack in interest in most of her staff but her worsening vision.