#vcngance

[Text to: Fernwood]: I think she got with me to try and make Alm jealous or something?

[Text to: Fernwood]: Kinda like you tried to do if the rumors are anything to go by.

The villagers are generally just so... nice. Wherever Kat shows up, people are welcoming and hospitable. They gasp and point at her and tell her ‘those clothes, how unique! you look like a princess!’. She helps pick fruits from their trees and patch up roofs, reaches whatever the villagers can’t on their own. The kindness she receives in return makes her miss her friends just a little less. Until she goes back home, these people are her family. 

So when she hears about some stuck up noble strutting in on his high horse and being a pain for the villagers, she’s the first to say something. 

And as is custom when Kat decides she has to ‘say something’, she throws an apple at his head.

>loves his kids with faye

he can’t help but stare at the silver-haired man. he’s never seen someone look so stern in his entire life. he wants to walk right over to the man and ask him what his deal is, but he won’t. for all he knows this man could try to kill him. perhaps, this is one of the people that alm had wanted celica’s army to avoid? he’s not too sure, so for now he’s simply going to stare.

⇠ ♞ ⇢ Where an ice cold expression would have displayed itself there was no trace of it upon Berkut's features, at least, not yet while he gazed upon the man before him. Fernand had been captured by that traitor's men and brought before him likely because Desaix no longer wanted to listen to the man speak, this has happened a few times before but none had ever lived beyond the first meeting with the Rigelian Lord.