Post by carcinoGeneticist on Jan 29, 2008 23:48:38 GMT -5
Ceren's eyes widened with pleasure and her feathers fanned out slightly as she looked at her chest, one finger lightly tracing its design.
In that moment, it was the most beautiful thing that she had ever seen, and she could have hugged the feline. She could only imagine her father's expression, her brother's expression... Her Queen's expression. Tonight would be her first night spent as an actual member of the courts, and the sparrow couldn't be happier with herself or her life. Raising her head, she smiled widely at Vestra, expression filled with joy. "If it isn't too much trouble, tea and a chat would be wonderful.[/b]"
~*~
It was several hours later, stomach full of sandwiches and warm with alltogether too much tea that Ceren made her way to the room which was her own. She held her key tightly pressed against her chest before sliding it into the lock, opening the door slowly and letting herself take in the room fully. It was beautiful, and the sparrow twirled into it, a small and self-satisfied smile gracing her beak as she collapsed onto the bed. She would adjust to this room for a time, and then... Then she would be on her way to pay her respects to Her Majesty, Iria.
This room was only a mid-point, but it only served to cement her desires further. If this was so comfortable and well-decorated, she could only imagine how much nicer a King's room, ever so close to the room of her Queen, would be.
((Ta~da! :3))
In that moment, it was the most beautiful thing that she had ever seen, and she could have hugged the feline. She could only imagine her father's expression, her brother's expression... Her Queen's expression. Tonight would be her first night spent as an actual member of the courts, and the sparrow couldn't be happier with herself or her life. Raising her head, she smiled widely at Vestra, expression filled with joy. "If it isn't too much trouble, tea and a chat would be wonderful.[/b]"
~*~
It was several hours later, stomach full of sandwiches and warm with alltogether too much tea that Ceren made her way to the room which was her own. She held her key tightly pressed against her chest before sliding it into the lock, opening the door slowly and letting herself take in the room fully. It was beautiful, and the sparrow twirled into it, a small and self-satisfied smile gracing her beak as she collapsed onto the bed. She would adjust to this room for a time, and then... Then she would be on her way to pay her respects to Her Majesty, Iria.
This room was only a mid-point, but it only served to cement her desires further. If this was so comfortable and well-decorated, she could only imagine how much nicer a King's room, ever so close to the room of her Queen, would be.
((Ta~da! :3))
