Tranquil

“I think there’s something about how a ‘watched’ pot never boils?”

“Most did not find the flavour very appetising at all - though it took but only one sip to discover the distaste and then one was stuck with it for hours afterwards-” His smile did not falter - the memory one in which he enjoyed despite the utter vulgarity of the flavour that hadn’t disappeared for some time. In fact, it took two glasses of wine and some coffee to finally get rid of it. 

“The fruit teas are far more palatable-” He was certain, too, that he could smell peaches in the one brewed before him, taking a sip. “…Though that is only my taste-” A pause; “…Is there something you prefer to drink, my lady?”

“In fact - - the teas within the Vault’s kitchens are often the most lovely and the views from the top are quite wonderful - - “ he’d much like to ask to take her.

   “ SOMETHING i prefer? “ she didn’t expect to be asked her preference, but she supposed it made sense to ask such a thing. when conversing about teas and flavours it would make perfect sense to ask ones preference. though aurora had to admit to herself it was a little bit of a tough question to ask given she had not much preference for teas when first thinking but she had to consider which ones she gravitated the most to in the end.

Frankly, if Cuvel had been invited as a guest to his brothers party, he wouldn’t have gone - but that was simply based on their apparently fragile and unhappy brotherly relationship - and the fact Guerrique was a drunkard at best- always seeking to put himself further above others. But that was most certainly not a topic of conversation he would willingly bring up. 

“Until then?” A smile, a deep bow of which displaced bi-coloured hair around his shoulders; mayhap he should stop taking up so much of her time and instead busy himself in delivering the rest of the initiations before he ran out of daylight.

When the eve of the party came about, Cyvel most certainly was there - several arguments among himself and his brother having took place some time prior, his father having to split the both of them up before injuries became relevant. Regardless, once guests began to arrive and the music started, such was forgotten. 

   “ YES. until then. “ aurora nodded her head and gave a smile to the other. even though she often tried to not impose relying on people too much at the very least if she spied this messenger at the party she could at least rely on him as someone she was acquainted with.

   he didn’t particularly strike her fight or flight response so that was good enough to make note that he was a decent enough person. most often she was hesitant around certain individuals thanks to memories from growing up, but at the very least she could find some people she didn’t feel uneasy around.

His body tensed as he knew this feeling well, sending him into a quick alert as he didn’t know whether they were a threat or simply a curious being as the au ra tried to remain calm and scope out the area. His tail swayed in agitation behind him while Ancalagon made a slight rumbling noise, yellow eyes glancing around the area until he blinked and sighed in relief a small bit. Well he found who the culprit was that was staring at him as he wanted to shake his head, but it was a smaller female of his race that seemed to be quite astonished at how tall he was. Raising an eyebrow up as the other tilted his head gently, Ancalagon spoke up gently since he could see that she had something on her mind.·

“You seem to be curious about something, right? You can ask away if needed.”

· ·OH darn. was she really staring for too long? leave it to aurora to go and do something as embarrassing as that. with a small furrow accenting her brows the auri woman looked off to the side as she felt a faint blush form on her cheeks. the embarrassment of being caught doing something like staring at another person for too long was more than enough to make aurora wish she could just crawl in a hole and hide.

A hand briefly ran through the darkened locks of hair to rid the softened curls of his forehead, deciding upon the need to free himself of their confines for but a moment while his attention remained on pouring two cups of the tea. With milk and sugar too, available before the two of them, Aymeric gestures for his companion to help herself; 

“In the very least they keep us on our toes. Last week had us try Liquorice tea. More than half of  those here couldn’t get rid of the taste for days-” A smile - and thankfully, the aroma from the tea now brewed was one of a fruitier nature  -  and it wasn’t black. No Liquorice. Good.

   “ OH goodness. that would certainly be quite the flavour. “ she could only imagine tea like that and was thankful it was only left to her imagination rather than having to experience it herself. that was one flavour that was more an acquired taste than anything else.