Magnus followed Eularia as she slipped effortlessly through the crowd, her steps as light as the carefree tune enchanting the crowd. Something about the music felt familiar, though he couldn't place the source.
She'd always moved as if it was music that ran in her veins, her steps both fluid and exuberant. Watching her, he yearned to dance alongside, to mirror her steps, blending her improvised caper with his own in a way that made it appear they were two parts of the same choreographed whole. But she was the Queen, and he her advisor. A compromise that had been made to prevent as many whispers as they could...at least until they'd shared the news with the few that mattered most.
[color=#7CD98A]"I intend to watch, to drink in this vision that has been nothing but a dream for more years than I can count. I cannot take my eyes off of you...not for a second. You are perfection."[/color] The idea of her missing a step was inconceivable. If such a thing were ever to happen, surely it would be the fault of the musician for playing something unworthy of her.
He watched her, enraptured. But he also watched the crowd, scanning for danger. It was something he could not stop himself from doing. She was capable of defending herself, but no one was invincible.
Out of the corner of his eye, he caught sight of a familiar face in the crowd and noted the lazy way a hand was passed through her hair. So far, so good. Danger may be lurking, but as of yet it was still unseen.
Good.
It was possible that they may actually make it through this trip with nothing but happy hearts and glowing memories. The likelihood of that was slim...but with Eularia by his side, he allowed himself to be hesitantly optimistic
She'd always moved as if it was music that ran in her veins, her steps both fluid and exuberant. Watching her, he yearned to dance alongside, to mirror her steps, blending her improvised caper with his own in a way that made it appear they were two parts of the same choreographed whole. But she was the Queen, and he her advisor. A compromise that had been made to prevent as many whispers as they could...at least until they'd shared the news with the few that mattered most.
[color=#7CD98A]"I intend to watch, to drink in this vision that has been nothing but a dream for more years than I can count. I cannot take my eyes off of you...not for a second. You are perfection."[/color] The idea of her missing a step was inconceivable. If such a thing were ever to happen, surely it would be the fault of the musician for playing something unworthy of her.
He watched her, enraptured. But he also watched the crowd, scanning for danger. It was something he could not stop himself from doing. She was capable of defending herself, but no one was invincible.
Out of the corner of his eye, he caught sight of a familiar face in the crowd and noted the lazy way a hand was passed through her hair. So far, so good. Danger may be lurking, but as of yet it was still unseen.
Good.
It was possible that they may actually make it through this trip with nothing but happy hearts and glowing memories. The likelihood of that was slim...but with Eularia by his side, he allowed himself to be hesitantly optimistic
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