((Sorry that it doesn't have a lot, but I'm working on something outside of chickensmoothie as well. XP))
‡ Sorina Voras ‡
Sorina laughed at Gaenor’s behavior, waving it aside casually. “He’ll get over it, and even if he doesn’t, Gaenor doesn’t like a lot of people. You shouldn’t take it personally.” She went to a wardrobe, opening it and scanning the clothes she had inside. Sorina was a bit of a hoarder, but not of clothes like normal women sometimes are. As Aden could probably tell from the state of her desk and…floor, since it was all covered in books, papers, and magical items, she was much more interested in the mystery of the worlds than in her fashion.
Nevertheless, Sorina did keep a few articles of clothing that were meant for special, formal occasions. Normally, she didn’t wear them for the Peace Ceremony, since she always stood in the background where she wouldn’t be noticed. Tonight, however, she would be presenting herself in front of royalty, representing Windhelm. She couldn’t exactly give her kingdom a bad image by dressing poorly, now could she? Her normal clothes were not befitting of a “lady”, as she had been told in the past. So, grabbing one of her more elegant, yet comfortable, dresses, Sorina shut the wardrobe and pulled her hair out of its ties.
“I’m going to quickly change in the guest room first. Then we’ll go.” She paused in the doorway and turned back with a smile. “Feel free to explore.” She said, gesturing at her books and possessions before closing the door behind her.
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I've been dumped a boatload of work to do before college, so I will post when I can. Life is my nemesis.
'Tis the season! Here, a lovely song in commemoration of the holidays:
Oh Come, EmmanuelA wonderful interpretation by a couple of guys who just enjoy playing music.