nanezganii:

          A SIGH and the pinch of his forehead, mask taken off to more easily
          speak with his wife.

                   『 i miss spending time with you every moment we are
                       apart- but i have a duty to our people- to make sure
                       our empire runs as smoothly as possible. 』

          HE PAUSES, TAKES HER delicate hands in his own, then continues.

                   『 perhaps one day soon you shall join me at court or 
                        in my meetings? 』

    With his clawed fingers lacing in her own hands, Nevy’s quiet for a time–would she join him in the meetings? Or stay in the confides of the inner palace, hiding from her duties to sulk in her own inadequacy? It wasn’t as if she disliked helping her people or furthering the goals of their nations.

      But the questions..

            About babies… 

          “…If…
               If you really want me there, I’ll come.”

nanezganii:

                    『 it comes with the job, dear. advisers has little in their
                        minds for the possibly shaving off time from their
                        endless prattling. 』

        “Oh? I see…” There’s a pause, “suppose that’s fine. I guess I
           just thought you’d tell them that I needed you, is all. Just assumed
           that you missed spending time with me, as I missed you.”

nanezganii evades the Princesses glare.

            “Someone’s been busy…”

nanezganii:

             HE KNOWS SHE IS strong, stronger than any of the vengess lords
             and ladies would ever assume right now. soon, though, soon she 
             be maybe even more powerful than himself in the courtroom. he
             gives her a soft kiss on the forehead, leaning down as she finishes
             her statement. he chuckles to himself. flattering? he’d like to think
             so. then again- who wouldn’t want to take the enticing nevy nervine’s
             hand in marriage?

             THEIR UNION WAS not only of legalities, he had admired her from 
             afar at this ball and that ( and could he assume he had caught her
             eye as well? ) he takes her hands in his own, ignoring judgemental
             glances from elder ladies beside them. triplet optics take a quick
             moment to warn them away from his lady love with the anger festering
             in violet optics. the vengess king smiles, quadruple canines forming
             an involuntary malicious smile.

                           『 and i am flattered that you accept my lonesome 
                               request, even at the minor distrust of the covetess
                               by the vengess. 』

             HE SCANS THE DANCE FLOOR, his grin continuing throughout
             the moment. 

                           『 come my dear, let us dance. and i can show you
                               just how easy it will be you to master the vengess
                               as you mastered the covetess. 』

    He was flattered by her words? A shade of red spread across her crimson face, making her feel ten times hotter than she had upon entering the room when Vengess glared upon her, as if she were a mere fish in the guise of a princess. Pedri always knew exactly what to say and when to say it. 

         “My people only distrust the Vengess because they fear they will be attacked.
          You know, Pedri, that we’re more… subtle about our motivations and our truths
          than your people are. The Covetess like to play games of chance, while the Vengess
          seem more inclined to just rip out your heart. But I know you’ll win them over; you’re
          just so intelligent.” 

    In their exchange her gloved palms are taken into his much larger clawed ones, and they curl and tangle together while she’s escorted to the floor of the ballroom. Every eye is on them, and for once in the long while they’d been here she simply didn’t care. Twisting around so that she may face her newly acquired husband, her envious gaze turned warm, whilst tresses of her cyan hair swayed elegantly just at her back. 

     “I would be honored to have
            this first dance with you, 

                                        my love.”

nanezganii:

            BACKPEDAL, NANEZGANI, BACKPEDAL.

                     『 i mean- no, of course not, my dear. i shall take your
                         recommendation with open arms. i was just saying 
                         that however good they would look on me, they would
                         look even more beautiful on you. 』

   Call her spoiled, stubborn and clingy; but Nevy enjoyed having things her way – to an extent. Though she was kind and soft, she still had the wrath of a shark on the prowl. 

   “Oh, Pedri. I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to snap at you like that. 
    You’re always so kind to me, so loving; how could I ever 
     assume the worst out of you?” 

                               And when in guilt she played the emotional card like a professional. 

nanezganii:

                       『 seashells? to be perfectly blunt my dear i never 
                           considered such a … fashion statement. i do believe
                           shells suit you best, love. 』

          “Are you saying that seashells aren’t good enough for you?”

   With narrowed eyes, her lips puckered to blow little bubbles that gradually turned bigger.

nanezganii:

                       『 why thank you my dear. a king should look the part-
                           should he not? 』

     “I suppose it depends what one thinks a King should look like.
      But… honestly? I think you could do with some sea shells on your collar.
      There are ones that are so deep purple, they look black. The more I think
      of it, the more I realize how striking it would be on you.“

nanezganii approaches the Princess. 

            “Aah… Pedri~ 
             You.. always look
             so nice in your clothes.”

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• 9: forehead kiss

          “Pedri….” 

   Upon her husband’s curious tilt of the head, Nevy reached up to urge him to lower down so she’d have a much easier time reaching him. With her palms cupping either side of his face, and her lips mindful of his third-eye; she planted a gentle kiss. 

   Her cyan lips were full and wet from the applied gloss earlier, leaving behind a mark that was just above his head. In amusement she gave a slight smirk, as if a silent declaration of her territory and what no one else could acquire. 

                          “I love you.”

nanezganii:

           HIS SMIRK FADES into a simple frown, displeased with her discomfort.
           the vengess were a hardy people, unafraid of most. ( of all, actually. )
           there were few things that even a common vengess could not conquer.
           the covetess where of a different breed, a different culture altogether.
           but his lady love would be fine as long as he stood beside her, as proud
           as she was cunning. 

                       『 don’t speak like that. 』

           HE DOESN’T MEAN to sound harsh, but his face lightens as he places 
           a hand on her shoulder, turning so that he blocked her view of the ball.
           he takes a deep breath, formulates his words carefully, and nods
           before speaking again.

                       『 the vengess are a strong people, nevy. but you
                          are stronger. it will take some time, but soon you 
                          will be one of us, and they will all adore you. give
                          give them smiles, but give them curses and roughness
                          as well. 』

           HE GRINS down at her, canines forming a sickening smile, but it was
           of pure adoration for her and only her.

                      『 you will be fine, my love. i am here for you.  』

                          “Smiles and roughness?
                             I.. think I can do that.”

    Despite her rather innocent demeanor, Nevy was not all smiles and kind words. When enraged enough she could turn into the most vicious Covetess one had seen – her envy demanded attention, no competition and respect. Unlike the Vengess, the Covetess in question were more putting on a nice face and hiding at dagger just at their back. Planting social destroying items, or even belittling some in a game of wit to lower their standing amongst their peers. 

    But here? The Vengess were more about being upfront, there was no hiding intentions and fake plastic smiles. Things weren’t subtle and social suicide ( figuratively ) was not a thing among them; murder, strength and out right brutality was a hand they recognized and respected. 

          “ You are.. I know that I can do anything with you at my side.
              I–never actually thought you’d agree to take my hand. 
              You could have anyone, and yet you allowed this truce
              to take place. It’s more than just…. a little flattering. ”