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✩ ིྀ ! WE'RE ALL BORED, WE'RE ALL SO TIRED OF EVERYTHING ! •˙ ⌗

𓂃  ࣪ c. henituse + boredom has its own solutions ˖ 𖦹

“this is so boring.” cale groans as he fiddles with the piece of parchment in his hand. his eyes linger towards the female who was indulged in reading something about mystics, that he could have sworn she said was a stupid book that was nonfactual yet still read with an engrossed desire.

“Oi. Earth to name, i am in dire need of some affectionate company over here.” he seemed sarcastic in saying it, but in his heart he really did. the female did not move an inch, immediately realizing the depth of her reading he decides to take a different approach or entertainment and just simply admires her from where he is.

he sighs deeply before he buries his face in the books and sleeps. only now did name notice him, a small smile flickered on her delicate lips as she looks for something he could lay his head on that wasn't a hardbound book.

she takes off her own coat, not at all minding the freezing frostbite of air she felt as she folds it up and places it under his head, slipping off the book and replacing it in a quick motion.

proud of her work, she made the decision to return to her book. before she could, cale’s hand shot out and kissed her soft fingers. his lips grazing on her knuckles brought more than enough colour to her pale skin.

embarrassed as she was, she gave him a playful swat and left. leaving a chuckling cale behind.

✩ ིྀ ! HEARTBREAK IS OUR NATIONAL ANTHEM, WE SING IT PROUDLY ! •˙ ⌗

𓂃  ࣪ j. agriche + how to get away from political marriage ˖ 𖦹

for some reason, her best friend jeremy had the sudden idea to meet her in the woods in secret and she hasn't the foggiest idea why.

but like the good friend she is, she went anyway. she enters the quiet midst of the forest. her eyes look warily around her, noticing a whine of a horse she follow the direction of the sound.

she finds jeremy, sitting on his horse. his blue eyes seem to shine when he sees her. he slides off and takes her hand, kissing it gently.

“lovely to see you've come, my beautiful lady.” you could swear it almost sounded sincere, but that is simply uncertain due to jeremy being an agriche by heart.

“yes, yes. what's the meaning of this?” she responds, her response seemed to make him flinch.

“i’ve upset you, my lady. that was not my intention.” jeremy murmured. “but let's get straight to the point, i'm here to let you in on one or my schemes.” he could tell this peaked her fragile line of interest. “i need you to be my pretty mistress.”

“what?!” she is stunned to say the least. and she had every right to be.

he gave a small smile to her outburst. “my father wants me in a political marriage and i do not like the woman i’ve been paired up with.” “so you're asking me to helo you break here heart?” name asks and he nods. “are you insane? sign me in.” she grins and jeremy chuckles, patting her head.

in the end, the fake relationship for heartbreak turned to a real one that they consummated quickly.

✩ ིྀ ! PLEASE TAKE MY HAND AND PLEASE TAKE ME DANCING ! •˙ ⌗

𓂃  ࣪ h. niccolo + a dance with the marquis ˖ 𖦹

it all went by so fast, the marquis spoke with her and a moment later took her to dance. his fingers intertwined with hers, his arm on her waist. the two of them swayed gracefully on the dance floor.

their dance seemed to catch everyone's attention as everyone seemed mesmerized. it ie understandable. even she is. the marquis is beautiful, breathtaking. words could not describe his elegance, his looks. he is an angel that descended from heaven.

and to be dancing with him? that is a high honour for her. she is absolutely in awe. also quite panicky. she didn't want to do any wrong, especially not with him as her partner.

he suddenly carried her and spun her around moving her down, they spin and twirl for ages. when they finish, he guides her to the quieter parts of the party. his eye filled with love and admiration as he kisses her on the hand.

“thank you dearest. it was a lovely time to dance with you.” hie voice is soft, gentle, soothing... his purple eyes is fixated on her own. his hand slipe and caresses her cheek. “you look ravishing, my lady.”

this brought a flush of colour on her cheeks. “thank you..”

“no problem.” he smiles and kisses her cheek so suddenly. “please excuse me now, lovely. i’ll see you again sometime, yes?” he asks, and she nods.

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Dion wakes up, the feeling of something heavy on his chest was unmistakable. It was her, his beautiful darling.

A smile appears on his lips as he leaned and kissed her soft skin. This caused her to wake and stare at him. His red eyes show joy in them as his hand runs through her hair, his fingers working their tangles.

"Mine..." He whispered sweetly as he kissed her passionately.

She smiles at him as his darling stands up and walks maybe she was going to make their food. He stretched his hands before he gets up to follow her.

His arm wraps around her as he buries his face in her neck, taking in her scent. The scent that drove him mad.

"What are you making?" He peeks to see her mixing batter. Thirty minutes later, both of them sat eating the muffins she made for them with some tea paired up with it.

Then he helps her out their cottage. This is where he retreated after all the chaos with his family. The place where he and his darling could stay without anyone from his family attempting to murder her.

He watches as she goes to tend to one of their flower patches. A small smile appears on his lips as he steps forward to her. He kneels next to the crouching female, his hand reaching out to tuck a strand of hair back in place.

After tending to the plants, the two went horseback riding. Dion behind her, arms wrapped protectively around the female's waist. They took four laps through the normal trail before his darling starts going around random directions. Since he knew this forest well he allowed her to do what she wished. Then the two went back to the cottage where they ate lunch and lay together on the bed for rest.

Now it was evening, they were both on the sofa now. His head on her lap while she read. He, on the other hand, remained quiet and watched her. She was even more beautiful in the moonlight.

The two of them did this routine everyday. Eat breakfast, tend to the garden, horseback riding, eat lunch, nap together, eat dinner, read together or play games. Then it ended with sleeping together.

Now he comes back to his old home. His hand still on his darling's as he enters. Roxana greets him, not warmly but not coldly either. There is a certain tone to her voice as she speaks. "Is something wrong, Dion?"

"Name, don't run now..." Then a flash of alarm appears on Roxana's normally cold facade. "Dion?" "Yes?" "Did you say 'Name'?" "Yes, why?"

"Name died during the battle of our house years ago..."

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