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Post by Faradrim on Jul 26, 2023 2:32:17 GMT -8
There was something almost conspiratorial and relaxing about the way they were both laid out on the couches almost mirror images in posture. It was nice to be able to easily and openly talk with Nalea, even if she didn't necessarily want to reveal everything she had said thus far. It was just all part of the effect the blonde haired woman seemed to have. The truth was, she was purposefully trying to hold back from overloading her with too much information or giving away details she would get in trouble for later. A slight sparkle had started to return to her deep emerald gaze as she meet Nalea's azure gaze.
She did her best to not blush too much as she heard that same term of endearment over and again. The slight frown she had worn slowly grew into a small smile as Nalea revised her advice. She pulled the blanket up until it covered up to her nose, leaving just the top of her fair and hair uncovered. It was nice to feel this way and hear those words be spoken to her. She gave a small nod of her head in reply, which undoubtedly proved an amusing sight
That sounds good... And it's ok about your previous advice, you couldn't have known...
She felt a yawn finally escape her then, feeling the weight of the day catch up as the tension from earlier finally abated. It was nice to be like this, in company she could be herself with and not have to be on edge. She did her best to maintain her gaze with Nalea's
Would it... would it be ok if... If I... uhm...
Her control on her blush failed as she tried and failed to ask if she could stay the night. She pulled the blanket up over her face, unable to bear it any longer. Her voice growing shaky and changing in volume as she spoke
I just.. don't... alone...
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Post by Nalea Ka Chume Djo on Jul 26, 2023 5:36:06 GMT -8
Queen's Drawing Room
Nalea, more content than she can recall having been ever since learning that she was the daughter of the previous Ereneda - enjoying the exceptionally rare experience of being herself rather than the Queen Mother that Eryneth having not learned of her role until first getting to know her, albeit in the limited capacity their brief time together had allowed before learning she is the Ereneda was all but unavoidable, as she is when not acting in the capacity of Queen Mother has afforded her - smiles as she crinkles her nose when Eryneth excuses her misguided advice after opining that is is agreeable to her that she remain in Nalea's presence as often as needed, asking rhetorically in an amused tone, "Isn't there a saying about ignorance not being an excuse for anything?"
Eryneth's yawn proves to be infectious, as yawns are often wont to be, and Nalea yawns as Eryneth begins to ask a question that, while it is never explicitly asked, is a rather simple one to figure out even before it reaches an ending of sorts when it trails off. Smiling with an amused shake of her of her head that, like the smile, goes unseen given that Eryneth has pulled the blanket over her head in unnecessary but perhaps understandable embarrassment, Nalea decides to be merciful and not tease the white haired woman for her bashfulness, instead standing up and stretching her arms over her head as she says cheerfully, "Of course, cor'tur, then clucks her tongue as she pulls the blanket down from Eryneth's face and leans over as she says, But I do not recommend that you stay the night on that thing, frowning as she shares while pulling the blanket off of Eryneth with one hand and holds out the other to help her slumber party guest to her feet, I fell asleep on it once and was sore for nearly a week afterwards."
Guiding Eryneth by the hand through the door leading into the Royal Bedchamber, Nalea cheerfully explains, "The sofa in here is much more comfortable, tossing the blanket on said sofa as she purses her lips and tilts her head to the side as she looks at the bed in the center of the room and says with a casual shrug of her shoulders, or we could share the bed, the hint of a blush coloring her cheeks as she realizes how that may have sounded and hastily explains, It is large enough that we would each have plenty of room, no? Her airily cheerful tone resurfaces as she smiles and continues on perhaps a bit more than is strictly necessary, And I don't wander about, hog the covers, talk in my sleep or snore, so . . . she trails off with a shrug, perhaps aware it may seem she is arguing the case for sharing the bed rather than dutifully presenting her guest with all of the available options, and then brightens once more as she lifts an index finger into the air and changes the subject, Ah, you will need something to sleep in, no, cor'tur?"
As she opens drawers and lifts out a sleep shirt and a pair of pajamas - both in shades of blue, naturally - to give Eryneth more options to consider, Nalea nods her head to the refresher door as she says, "Feel free to wash up or brush your teeth in there, holding the sleep shirt and pajamas up for Eryneth to choose from as she adds, There should be a spare toothbrush under the sink, and then, once the sleepwear issue has been resolved, yawns a bit theatrically as she says, I sleep on the side nearest the sofa, and smiles as she crinkles her nose and admits, and tend to fall asleep rather quickly, so do not be surprised at all if I am already asleep when you come to bed, or to the sofa if that is your preference."
Removing her robe to reveal the pale blue sleep shirt she wears beneath it, Nalea tells Eryneth, "Good night, cor'tur, as she sets the robe on her dresser and then crawls under the covers, unable to fall asleep quite as rapidly as she typically does despite rather willfully denying the existence of the butterflies in her stomach.
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Post by Faradrim on Jul 26, 2023 15:58:01 GMT -8
Eryn didn't particularly recall the saying that Nalea recited, but it did seem like pretty sensible logic. A great many evils could have and probably had been committed in the name of ignorance. But this situation certainly seemed rather insignificant and not perhaps warranting of such extreme seeming criticism. But she offers no comment or answer, picking up on Nalea's amused tone.
She stayed hidden beneath the blanket until at last it was pulled from off her head and she was looking straight up into that azure gaze, trying to remain calm and not lose her cool. She gingerly took the offered hand and swung her legs off the couch first before rising to her feet and following along closely as Nalea lead her through to the bedroom. Her gaze traveling to the sofa within first, before turning to examine the bed as it was offered as an option. Whilst some of her blush had died down, it returned strongly as Nalea tried to hurry through the more practical considerations for sharing such a large bed. She let go of Nalea's hand that she had still held from being led into the room and gave a nod in response to needing pajamas, since sleeping without anything was definitely not an option. Even if it had been her preference at various times and situations.
She examined both options, making note that blue seemed to be the blondes favourite colour, before gently taking the pajama's. She held them close against the suit she had been wearing for the last few hours
Thank you...
She risked meeting Nalea's gaze, nodding demurely as she noted the side of the bed upon which her friend slept, blushing a little at the comment of coming to bed
G-goodnight... cîrdil
She hurried over and through the door that had been indicated to her. Dropping the pajamas on the bench, she leaned over the sink and splashed some water across her face which was starting to feel a bit warm. She took a moment to gather herself before stripping out of the suit and setting it into a pile where it appear dirty clothes would be left and stepped into the shower. She let the cool water run over her to wash away the grime of her brief but heated training session, the flutter in her chest no less intense than before. As she stepped out, she glanced to the door again still somewhat trying to make up her mind about the choice offered to her.
Shaking her head, she got dried off and dressed and quickly brushed her teeth with the spare toothbrush she managed to locate. She emerged back into the room, her eyes quickly adjusting to the darker environment within the room with ease and allowing her to move across to the empty side of the bed. She paused for a moment, wondering if her confidence might crack and make her choose the sofa instead. But as she stood there staring for a moment, she knew her choice.
She slipped under the covers, doing her best to try not to disturb Nalea as she curled up a little and gingerly reached out her hand to grab some loose material of the dress. Worrying about her clothes being transferred from her guest room would be something for the morning. For now, she laid awake a little longer, smiling as she held that small connection from herself to Nalea. She whispered then, hoping not to wake her companion
Thank you for everything today...
She waited a moment in case she had accidentally roused her sleeping partner, before finally allowing herself to drift off to sleep
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Post by Nalea Ka Chume Djo on Jul 26, 2023 19:51:46 GMT -8
Royal Bedchamber
The time it takes for Eryneth prepare herself for sleep gives Nalea some time to ponder her feelings and thoughts more - and having made the decision that no matter how much she would like something to happen now is a less than ideal time given the stresses and losses Eryneth has been under and sustained and which have undoubtedly left her in a fragile and vulnerable state that could taint anything that might happen - has the presence of mind, when Eryneth thanks her after electing to share the bed with her, to know that turning to face Eryneth to reply, as tempting as it is to do so, might tax her resolve more than she is prepared for and so feigns sleep rather than replying, smiling as the feigned sleep eventually gives way to a genuine slumber.
An early riser ever since her time in the Hapan Royal Navy and Chume'doro, Nalea is up before Eryneth and, knowing that her slumber party guest will be tired after all that had transpired the previous day, lets Eryneth sleep as she herself gets up and prepares for the day ahead of her, which will include an afternoon meeting with suitor 19. After bathing and dressing in a blue gown, Nalea tends to a few minor affairs the Hapan Royal Court had forwarded to her attention and, after tending to them, has a light breakfast of smoked terrafin loin, green pearberry toast and Almakian apple juice prepared and brought up to her rooms.
Sitting on the edge of the bed once the breakfast has been delivered, Nalea gently brushes the white hair that has fallen over Eryneth's face as she cheerfully says, "Good morning, cor'tur, and stands when Eryneth stirs, gesturing at the tray bearing the breakfast on the bedside table as she says, I have had something brought up for you, and, she wags a finger as she playfully adopts a stern tone, will hear nothing about not being hungry since I do not believe you have eaten yet since arriving here."
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Post by Faradrim on Jul 26, 2023 21:56:42 GMT -8
If Eryn was honest with herself, had something happened and an opportunity presented itself, she would not have said no. But in the end, they both controlled themselves and settled upon just being content with sharing a bed. Being beside a friend, someone she was beginning to care about, was nice and she was able to rest comfortably. By the morning, Nalea would have only had to prise her clothing free of the grip Eryn had upon it before making it free of the bed.
The additional time for sleep was much needed, with everything that had happened yesterday having worn her down to her last reserves. But as soon as Nalea's hand touch her hair, her mind and body started reacting, forcefully waking her up. Her vision returning first in blurry form as she looked toward her companion and mumbled
Morning...
As more of her vision returns and she remembers where she was and with who, a slight blush coloured her cheeks. Eryn pushed herself up into a seated position whilst Nalea makes clear that food would be consumed this morning. She rubbed the sleep from her eyes and let out a weak yawn before finally and properly focusing as she reached out toward the blonde bombshell and made grabby hands
Well, when you put it like that... please...
She smiled innocently and pleadingly up to Nalea as she waited for the tray to be passed over, not trusting her strength yet to be able to handle moving it from the bedside table to her lap yet
I can certainly feel my appetite finally returning after last night... I mean getting some sleep...
There was definitely going to be a lot of accidental innuendos from both of them no doubt. But even so, she did not regret her choices and was glad for having Nalea right now
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Post by Nalea Ka Chume Djo on Jul 27, 2023 0:16:46 GMT -8
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Nalea smiles cheerfully as she watches Eryneth gradually work her way to something near to fully awake after being awoken, and laughs when she makes the rather adorable grabby hands after heeding the warning not to resist the breakfast that has been prepared for her.
Setting the tray on Eryneth's lap and removing the lids from the dishes, Nalea feels her cheeks color slightly as Eryneth's do the same when she says her appetite has returned after last night, crinkling her nose as she says, "It was quite nice sleeping toget . . . the blush in her cheeks deepens as bit as she decides a different turn of phrase might be better and exchanges the aborted together to, in the same bed, wasn't it? I think I slept better than I have in ages," she adds as much to move on from the awkward exchange as anything.
Moving about the room as her occasionally restless nature often makes her wont to do, Nalea says cheerfully, "I will be needing your services today as chaperone, cor'tur, explaining while waving a hand in a dismissive manner suggesting the subject is a tiresome one for her to dwell on, My people are anxious that I have no heir, and so I have to play this silly little game of meeting suitors to appear to be searching for a consort to have an heir with, chuckling as she crinkles her nose and says, as though there were no other way to have an heir, as she has already thought of a much more personally palatable alternative to the more customary way one produces an heir. Sighing as her wandering takes her to the foot of the bed, Nalea sits on it as she looks at Eryneth and says, So, I am meeting today with suitor nineteen," frowning as she thinks of how, unless suitor nineteen proves to be intolerable for one reason or another, she has all but decided that her search for a consort will be at end by the end of the day, and of how or whether she should let Eryneth know that it changes nothing between them when what is between them is at an amorphously ambiguous stage that might not bring them to where it is necessary at all to say what she would like to say.
Looking up at the ceiling and laughing at her inability to find the words she seeks, Nalea says, "Ah, cor'tur, looking from the ceiling to Eryneth as she smiles and cheerily informs the white haired woman she has befriended at a time when it seemed such a rare and valuable thing would no longer be available to her with all of the ways being the Ereneda limits and alters how others see her or how she must be with them, you are a complication I treasure, as she is fairly certain they are both cognizant of the fact that their friendship might deepen into something else entirely, and then says cheerily, having decided to settle for pointing at the window and saying, Out there, I am the Ereneda, as I must be, but, she lifts a hand to gesture towards Eryneth, with you, I am and always will be just Nalea, tilting her head to the side as she searches the emerald eyes she holds with hers for any hint of understanding what she means. Sighing as she realizes it may not be possible to discern what she sees when what she hopes to see may color it, Nalea tries to be more plain and says, Whatever comes to be with suitor nineteen will not change anything between us, cor'tur," smiling as she has gotten out at last what she had been trying to express.
Rising from the bed as Deianeira appears at the doorway and holds out a datapad suggesting something else has arisen that requires her attention, Nalea smiles as she tells Eryneth, "Eat up, cor'tur, and then, she waves a hand towards a closet, pick something to wear, I will be not be far," she promises cheerily, pointing at the drawing room to let Eryneth know where she will be, and then walks into the drawing room while beginning to read what has been brought up on the datapad.
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Post by Faradrim on Jul 27, 2023 4:26:28 GMT -8
She moved her hands and arms out of the way before gripping the tray as it was placed on her lap, her attention drawn up to Nalea's face. Searching for and quickly finding the blush which cast any doubts she might have had aside. She couldn't help but feel the small smile creeping up, relieved she wasn't the only one feeling something. She kept a hold on the tray as she nodded in agreementIt was very nice... I can't remember the last time I slept in an actual bed...He smile hadn't diminished and the comment had been made with a light hearted tone as she turned her attention down to begin picking away at the breakfast. She had no idea what half of it was and certainly reminded her of the one or two fancy meals she'd had some years ago. She ate slowly, not out of fear of the taste, but to make sure she didn't scarf it down and end up being sick. She shifted her focus between working her way through the breakfast and watching Nalea move about the room whilst explaining the agenda for the day ahead.
She finished her current mouthful and set the cutlery down as Nalea arrived at the foot of the bed. While she'd never been in such a situation herself, she had seen it play out before and heard a few stories over the years. Though on her world it had typically been Kings forced into such scenarios where heirs were concerned, with Queens finding consorts to act as figure head Kings. Still, she had some basis of understanding for the unfortunate situation Nalea was finding herself in and trying to explain her way through. She did give a quizzical look at the mention of heirs being able to be made in other ways. The thought did cross her mind that Nalea might be hinting at adoption being the other way. However, she did idly wonder if there were other ways technology had made possible.
She kept her full attention on Nalea, letting the half eaten breakfast sit. She was much too engrossed and, dare she say it, amused by her companions struggle. However it quickly became her turn to blush again as the first admission comes out followed by Nalea going into explanation about who she is for her people and who she is with Eryn. She met the azure gaze, her hand reaching up to tuck some stray white hairs behind her ear whilst her heart was about to jump out of her chest. Life was... certainly complicated and she had a lot still to deal with. But she couldn't stop herself from yearning to find out what ever it was between her and Nalea that they both seemed to feelOf course cîrdil... I would be honoured to act as your chaperone...She fidgeted a little, the blush moving across the bridge of her nose. She gives another nod as Nalea rises from the bed and heads for the drawing room, encouraging her to finish her food and then get dressed. While she'd intended to ask after her clothes from her room, she couldn't quite bring herself to bring it upYes ma'am... I'll be out soon!She returned back to finishing off the breakfast, her earlier hesitation gone after Nalea's admission and request. By the time she finished the food, she felt well awake and reinvigorated. Setting the tray back on the table, she about leapt from the bed and threw the doors to the closet open. She found herself face with wall to wall outfits in various shades of blue. Not exactly her usual wardrobe, but she was willing to be adaptable as she riffled through the hanging outfits and the shelves. Despite the speed of finishing her food, she had only ended up with more time to spend trying to decide on what to wear.
Eventually she picked out an outfit and grabbed some under garments which seemed plain enough and that fit her. She slipped free of the pajamas and got into the underwear first before pulling on a blue long sleeved crop-top, which she then wore a blue two piece suit over the top of. She checked herself out in the mirror, glad that the jacket covered her abdomen scar. The one across her chest was still slightly in view, but it was not one being visible worried her. She found a pair of practical looking black shoes and slipped them on before heading out into the Drawing Room some time later. She was absent mindedly pulling her hair back, forming a ponytail before she realised she didn't have anything to tie it up with. She had her hair held back as she looked over to NaleaYou wouldn't happen to have a... ribbon or something?She didn't typically do her hair up in a ponytail, since her usual loose style tended to take people's focus away from the scar that ran from beneath her left eye down her cheek. But it felt like the right style to go with
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Post by Vasileios Bouras on Jul 29, 2023 5:06:17 GMT -8
Getting to Castle of Per'Agthra was easy enough, and thankfully also, as he was wondering whatever else Grigorios might have done to the speeder, but just the breaks. Breathing softly, Vas was very aware of danger might be awaiting him for courting the Ereneda but he had his own reasons, and he wasn't going to be deterred by the bugs, like his father often described them. Not that Vas belittled anyone, he wasn't the type to do so, but he had to admit those irritating him could definitely be put in that category...
Submitting himself to whatever securities here upon reaching the Fountain Palace, Vas answered whatever questions he was asked, and honestly too, he was also aware that perhaps he was potentially a bit early still, and therefore he had just said that he was fine with waiting and was quite aware that the Ereneda could be busy, and thus it was of no importance if he had arrived already.
Glancing at the lute with a faint smile, Vas obviously took it with him and he probably should have checked already if it was perfectly tuned before arriving here, but unfortunately with what happened prior to leaving his residence, he had not bothered with that fact, and thus just sitting in a corner, while he waited, he fiddled a bit with the lute to tune it, and because it was him, he just started playing a tune just to appease himself for a bit but also because it was just him.
Breathing softly, and feeling quite calm but also at peace now, Vas knew that the lute was definitely tuned perfectly and just placed it down on his lap and waited patiently, no apprehension, nothing, saved for the fact that indeed he was going to be meeting the Ereneda sooner or later, and he just had to remember the words his mother told him.
No matter what, pay attention to the Queen Mother and ask about her, but also not talk about him or his family at all, lest that she asked, of course.
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Post by Nalea Ka Chume Djo on Jul 29, 2023 15:16:26 GMT -8
Queen's Drawing Room
Smiling when Eryneth emerges from the bedchamber dressed in a rather fetching blue suit, Nalea sets the datapad she had been viewing aside and walks to her writing desk as she says cheerfully, "I should have something somewhere, cor'tur, and then, after locating a dark blue ribbon that compliments Eryneth's suit, walks up behind her friend and says, Allow me, as she moves Eryneth's hands away from the ponytail she has gathered her white hair into and runs a hand up the back of her neck to gather a few strands of hair that had escaped the ponytail into it before tying the ribbon around the ponytail to secure it. As she makes a few adjustments to the ponytail to make sure it is comfortably and fashionably arranged, Nalea asks, This pretty name you have chosen for me, cîrdil, she almost certainly botches the pronunciation but smiles as she says it all the same, enjoying the sound of the word even though she has yet to learn its meaning, what does it mean, cor'tur?"
Stepping back once her work with the ponytail has been completed even though she would not mind continuing to run her fingers through it, Nalea places her hands on Eryneth's shoulders and gently turns her towards a mirror so that she can see the results, smiling at Eryneth's reflection in the mirror as she says, "Beautiful, no?" Perhaps referring to the ponytail or perhaps to Eryneth's overall appearance, and then turns to Deianeira as her Favored clears her throat to get her attention.
"Suitor nineteen, Deianeira says in Hapan and using formal tone once she has Nalea's attention, has arrived, early, and is waiting in the Queen Mother's Special Salon."
"Ah, Nalea replies in Hapan with an amused smile, a punctual one, then? Pursing her lips in thought, she crinkles her nose and asks, What was his name again? We cannot call just call him Nineteen forever, can We?"
Deianeira almost smiles as she quips in Hapan, "You can call him whatever you like, Ereneda, but his name is Vasileios Bouras."
Nodding as she looks up while committing the name to memory, Nalea puts her arm in Eryneth's as she asks in Basic, "Are you ready to go and play chaperone, cor'tur? Suitor Nineteen, Lord Bouras, has arrived a wee bit early it seems."
Deianeira, falling into step behind the Queen Mother and Eryneth, right hand resting on the hilt of the sword hanging in its sheathe on her hip, clears her throat again as she suggests in Basic so that Eryneth can understand what is said, "Perhaps lady in waiting might be a more fitting description, Ereneda," thinking that from what she has witnessed thusfar of the interactions between the Queen Mother and Eryneth that lady in waiting - as the duties of one in that role include being a companion that accompanies the Queen in her daily affairs and often also includes helping them dress and bathe, as well as sleeping in the same bedchamber, using that title might prevent any eyebrows from raising should the Queen and Eryneth continue to spend as much time together as they have.
Smiling as she looks over at Eryneth, Nalea asks, not wanting to simply assume that her friend would want a title and the responsibilities that would come with it, "What do you think, cor'tur? Would you like to be my official lady in waiting? It is not a servant, she explains, crinkling her nose as she goes on, but rather a trusted companion that accompanies, in this case, me at all times. Smiling she says, There are other duties involved, but we can discuss them later, and while I don't imagine you will find any of them unpleasant, you will not, of course, be obligated to perform any that you do not wish to."
Once they arrive at the Queen Mother's Special Salon, Deianeira enters before the Queen Mother and Eryneth, standing at attention as she announces to Vasileios by way of introducing him to the Ereneda and the white haired woman accompanying her in Hapan since she does not know if Bouras speaks Basic when it is not a commonly spoken tongue on Hapes, "Lord Bouras, allow me to present the esteemed Queen Mother of the Hapes Consortium and her lady in waiting, Eryneth."
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Post by Faradrim on Jul 30, 2023 14:59:38 GMT -8
She stood smiling as Nalea retrieved a blue ribbon before approaching and moving behind her, a shiver running down her spine as she felt Nalea's hand ran up the back of her neck. She let her hands fall away when instructed to do so and tried to keep her focus at some point on the far side of the room, trying to focus and not let her shiver have too much of a physical reaction. She blushed a little then as Nalea tried and indeed botched the pronunciation a little, but smiling from amusement that the blonde haired woman had at least triedNo, no, it's cîrdil, with a longer i sound, círdil is a... hmmm... slightly different word. But cîrdil comes from an old tongue on my home world. It is commonly used to refer to someone who is a close new friend, though it can carry another meaning...Her cheeks blushed a little, but before she could stumble into further explanation, her focus was drawn to the mirror where she examines herself. Her gaze going from the bow that Nalea had tied to the woman herself. A meek smile appearing as she noddedAgreed...Her own agreement also similarly vague without keenly observing where her gaze was. But any further discussion on the matter was cut off as Deianeira cleared her throat, reminding Eryn of the Chume'doro's presence. She'd been caught up in the moment a little too much such that she was starting to forget the guards that constantly watched over Nalea. She almost jumped a little, but contained it to a rising redness in her cheeks when she felt Nalea's arm slide against her ownUhhh, one second...Figuring it would be easier, she left their arms entwined and guided Nalea over to by the door where her weapons still sat. She got the feeling they would not be needed since they were likely remaining within the Palace. But she bent down all the same, but instead of picking up either weapon, she unwrapped the silver chain with the cat head medallion at the end of it from her dagger belt. She then slipped it over her head and let it come to rest upon her chest as she straightened up. Listening all the while as Nalea and Deianeira discussed what might be a more appropriate title to give Eryn. She'd heard the title Lady-in-Waiting before. Though its usage on Acron and its usage here were certainly going to be slightly different.
She took a moment to consider the matter as Nalea gave a rough explanation of what such a title would mean here and in the context where they were concerned. She was sweet and kind, and clearly trying to avoid committing Eryn to any unpleasant duties that might come with such a role and title. Which was all the more reason she had already somewhat made up her mind. Nalea had already committed to and started putting in effort to keep her promise, so it only made sense Eryn would need to do her part to help make it possible. She gave a nod of her head, diving into a path she didn't fully understand yet, but willing to do soI will endeavour to be the best lady in waiting, cîrdil. It's the least I can do...Her hand gently squeezed Nalea's as she smiled. There would certainly be much for them to discuss later, but she doubted there would be much complaint from her side regarding a much fuller and more in depth description of what she would need to do.
When they at last arrive to the Queen Mother's Special Salon, Eryn kept close to Nalea and found herself realizing that the next moments were about to be filled with conversations she would likely not understand. But she would persevere regardless and perhaps pick up some of the language based on some of what she had heard discussed so far. One thing was for certain, she was going to have to start learning the local language
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Post by Vasileios Bouras on Jul 30, 2023 23:09:56 GMT -8
Queen Mother's Special Salon
Thankfully the quick little piece he played had soothed him. Vas was probably stressed, or maybe apprehensive, but he also knew that he was here for a reason, no point in backing out now. He might have thanked Grig in the back of his mind, the jeweler's son saw him as competition if the sabotage of his airspeeder was indication enough. Who would have thought? It was probably that stunt from Grig that probably convinced Vas to not report him for now...
Vas had been standing up and starring out the window in contemplation, he was not bored at all, and like he had mentioned to the Chume'doro he had been a little early, and therefore the Ereneda did not need to meet him immediately. Though it seemed like his earlier arrival had prompted her to come.
Turning around from gazing outside, Vas stood to attention but did walk a little closer to the women still keeping a respectful distance from them. Bowing respectfully at the introduction, Vas mainly spoke Hapan, though did know a little of Basic that could get him by due to his family trading with some off worlders related to the family's trade.
It was only after the bow from the waist, and when he stood back to his full height, -he also waited if the Ereneda or Lady Eryneth offered their hand, he'd kiss the back of it respectfully before standing back- he smiled and even spoke, not without confidence, but there was no malice or even need or want to impress, honestly, he was just but a man who knew his place. "Ereneda, and Lady Eryneth, an honor to be received by you." Not the flowery kind to speak unlike Takis, his younger brother, but he figured Vas would just be him ergo why in his right hand he had been holding the lute his father had crafted.
It was obviously his gift to the Ereneda but he figured he'd put that aside for the time being, as it really wasn't too important for now for he was in the presence of two beautiful women and he knew he'd better pay attention more than anything. Though again in Hapan, he did say apologetically. "I am sorry for my early arrival, Ereneda."
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