{ I'm having troubles too Wellbe. Work is draining me so much lately, that and the cold. It was -30 here yesterday with the windchill. }
Ϩ Adela Coventina Ϩ
27 years
Watching.
Single.
Alert.
Tagged: Wellbe.
Adela flushed hard at his words, her cheeks turning bright red. Her skin was pale enough that there was no way of hiding it, and she reached up to tuck a piece of her long hair back behind her ear. She was at a loss for words, unsure of what to say. "Very few men have said that to me," she said with a stammering, looking down at the floor. Part of her was far too nervous to meet his eyes, the part that was still the little blonde girl running around playing with the boys and being ignored for being too boyish while other girls batted their eyes and got all the attention they desired.
Ϩ Odhran Seoc Ϩ
32 years
Waiting.
Married.
Elated.
Tagged: Tsura.
Odhran smiled down at Tsura, leading her into the dancing hall. It was one of his favorite places in the palace, not only because this was the place he finally caught Tsura's eye, but also because he believed that he wasn't the only person to have achieved a similar goal in this room. Stories of love, loss, conquest and defeat were woven into tapestries on the walls. They'll have to weave a new one soon, he thought with a happy smile as he moved them both towards the far end of the dancing hall, where two thrones sat on a small dais.
Ϩ Alessandra Aleydis Ϩ
Unknown.
Watching.
Single.
Happy.
Tagged: Sozin.
"Oh my home is much farther than that, but I suppose it was nice to have home close," she said with a smile, watching people mill about them. "I mean before Junto shut it's doors to the world of course." She paused, thinking for a few moments, how both of them had journeyed from different lands, and yet both had chosen Junto as their home. "You know, sometimes I wonder if I made the right choice staying here all this time," she said softly. "This is the first time in a hundred years that the gates have opened. I haven't seen my family in years, and in my own way, I miss them."
Ϩ Mordred Artheleon Ϩ
27 years.
Talking.
Single.
Nervous.
Tagged: Baliss.
"Likewise," Mordred said, looking around the room, scanning for any kinds of movement that would be of interest to them. He caught a glimpse of the Queen and the Governor walk into the room and he felt his body tense up automatically. He knew that it wouldn't have been Tsura that had ordered his father carted away and killed, but he felt resentment for her entire family, her entire line. He felt anger welling up in his chest, and a shiver passed through his spine as he tried to push the feeling down.
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I'll reply when I can...))