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❝ ♕ ┄ CORENTINE ✧ ❞ x ᶤ ᵈᵒ ᶰᵒᵗ ᶠᵉᵃʳ ᵗʰᵉ ˢᵗᵒʳᵐ ᶠᵒʳ ᶤ ᵃᵐ ᵗʰᵉ ˢᵗᵒʳᵐ
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❝ ♕ ┄ CORENTINE ✧ ❞ x ᶤ ᵈᵒ ᶰᵒᵗ ᶠᵉᵃʳ ᵗʰᵉ ˢᵗᵒʳᵐ ᶠᵒʳ ᶤ ᵃᵐ ᵗʰᵉ ˢᵗᵒʳᵐ
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- the queen gives her husband another reassuring smile at his words, her free hand moving to rest on her lower stomach. her dress hides any bump that may be starting to show, something she had insisted upon so no one else knows of her pregnancy. when the bells chime in the nearby chapel, cora sits up a little straighter. the ride had been quite shorter than she remembers, but then again the roads were very busy. as the carriage rolls to a stop before the palace, cora takes a breath and nods a thanks to the guard that opens the door and helps her down the step to the ground. she fixes her dress while eric climbs out behind her, running her hands over the coal black material to flatten the wrinkles that appeared from sitting. it was in the tonian style with a wide neck line that goes off the shoulder and is tight fitting at the torso, but looser below the waist. she had chose to forgo the metal chest armor that often goes with the gown, none too keen on wearing metal around the maegdons that would be attending the meeting.
corentine waits for eric to join her before once again sliding her arm trough his and heading into the castle. clouds gather in the sky above the castle as she enters the front doors, they weren't thunderous storm clouds though, just plain white fluffs. had she wanted to have a true display of her powers, there would be storms across larenta, this was just a tease. cora keeps her posture regal and confident as they walk down the corridor to the throne room, not bothering to glance at the guards standing at attention or passing servants. her own guards flank her and eric as they walk with one leading the way. though she doesn't really need their protection, she was very grateful for it and values each of her loyal guards highly. some more than others even if she doesn't show it. "amare, keep close to me and don't start anything with those with silver hair," she murmurs to the guard at her side, her tone even and calm. "they won't hesitate to turn your sword against you." though she had briefed her guard on the different houses and their powers, cora felt the need to say it again. "everyone else, keep eyes on the others and shield your minds." it would have been stupid of herself to not teach her guards how to shield their minds against those who could turn them against her.
when the doors to the throne room are opened, cora enters with an aura of both power and confidence. something she hadn't had when she left this very room three years ago. the room around her noticably chills around her at the sight of alexandria sitting beside tyberias at the table. her hate for alex hasn't dwindled very much over the years, though she hides it much better now. cora locks gazes with her cousin and tilts her chin up slightly in regal defiance, her eyes sparking for a moment. "it's been a long time, cousin," her voice was smooth as silk yet chilled, calm yet still edged with a bit of sarcasm and holds the tonian french accent. she doesn't look at anyone else as she moves farther into the room and gracefully takes her seat, nodding a thanks to the servant who pulls her chair. cora sits like a queen should, poised and regal, if only the rest of her family could see her and the silver crown upon her head now.
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❝ ⚔ ┄ ATREUS ✧ ❞ x ʷʰᵃᵗ ᵈᵒᵉˢᶰ'ᵗ ᵏᶤˡˡ ᵐᵉ ʰᵃᵈ ᵇᵉᵗᵗᵉʳ ˢᵗᵃʳᵗ ʳᵘᶰᶰᶤᶰᵍ
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❝ ⚔ ┄ ATREUS ✧ ❞ x ʷʰᵃᵗ ᵈᵒᵉˢᶰ'ᵗ ᵏᶤˡˡ ᵐᵉ ʰᵃᵈ ᵇᵉᵗᵗᵉʳ ˢᵗᵃʳᵗ ʳᵘᶰᶰᶤᶰᵍ
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- though he would have preferred to just whisk savannah away back home and just curl up in bed with her and sleep away the current events, atreus knows he can't. one can dream. a true smile forms on his lips for the first time in a year as his love declares how happy she was with him being back, not caring if he gets some other job as long as he remains home. he huffs a soft laugh and watches her with pure adoration in his eyes. how lucky he was to have such a woman. "i'll be happy as long as i have you," he tells her, moving his hands down to hold her own. the moment was ruined however when the bells ring nearby, making him flinch a bit. atreus sighs and gives savannah's hands a squeeze before leading her to her seat, nodding to her words. "yeah, me too, i don't know how long we can keep going like this." he takes his seat beside savannah and keeps one of her hands in his under the table, refusing to break contact with her. his grip on her hand tightens a bit as the doors open to let the tonian royals enter and color drains from his face. it was corentine, the storon girl everyone thought was killed three years ago during the chaos she had created after alex won the crown.



