Magnus stood outside the door with his eyes closed for just a moment. His left thumb absentmindedly touched the crease in his hand where a wedding band would sit, though there was nothing there. He took a breath and waited for the moment to feel right.
The palace guards were trained well...one movement at the wrong time would attract attention he would prefer not to have. He'd been in the castle unannounced before - a few friends in key positions could make something like that fairly easy. But this time he'd forgone using many of his connections in an effort to maintain discretion. The only one who knew he was here was a friend...a real one.
When the moment came, he turned the knob and slipped into the room.
There were candles lit around the room, and silver moonlight poured in from the large window silhouetting Eularia as if she were some angelic vision. Her wild hair framed her face beautifully, and her night-slip seemed to have a faint ethereal glow. She had been staring out the window when he first entered, looking toward some far-off memory that was invisible to his eyes. Everything about the scene was breathtaking. It was the sort of perfection that could never be reproduced or captured.
Looking at her, like this, made his heart swell in his chest. He inhaled, realizing he had forgotten to breathe for just a second.
[color=#7CD98A]"I hope you don't mind me entering without all the pomp and circumstance." [/color]
For as long as was possible, he would protect her privacy. He had never been one to reveal secrets...and he certainly wasn't going to start with something as personal as this.
The palace guards were trained well...one movement at the wrong time would attract attention he would prefer not to have. He'd been in the castle unannounced before - a few friends in key positions could make something like that fairly easy. But this time he'd forgone using many of his connections in an effort to maintain discretion. The only one who knew he was here was a friend...a real one.
When the moment came, he turned the knob and slipped into the room.
There were candles lit around the room, and silver moonlight poured in from the large window silhouetting Eularia as if she were some angelic vision. Her wild hair framed her face beautifully, and her night-slip seemed to have a faint ethereal glow. She had been staring out the window when he first entered, looking toward some far-off memory that was invisible to his eyes. Everything about the scene was breathtaking. It was the sort of perfection that could never be reproduced or captured.
Looking at her, like this, made his heart swell in his chest. He inhaled, realizing he had forgotten to breathe for just a second.
[color=#7CD98A]"I hope you don't mind me entering without all the pomp and circumstance." [/color]
For as long as was possible, he would protect her privacy. He had never been one to reveal secrets...and he certainly wasn't going to start with something as personal as this.
02-24-2023, 11:16 PM
