Celeste curtsied politely when Atlas dressed her by one of his titles. She was following her mother's lead. The other woman had nodded respectfully to his deference. When Julianna moved to seat herself at her desk, Celeste moved to stand beside her. There were a pretty matching picture in blue. A color that the princess knew was her father's influence. The the dark, navy blue was become more of a stable in Veridian culture as the queen continued to incorporate it into her wardrobe.
The princess distracted herself with old details she had memorized about her parent's love story. She didn't want to participate in the inclusion of a new guard into her retinue. Even when she was mad at them, it was difficult not to go all misty eyed at how in love they were. Celeste could only dream of experiencing a love like theirs. It stood strong in the face of time and hardship.
Even death had not been able to keep them apart.
"We won't pretend that Celeste is not prone to bouts of disobedience."
Hearing her mother say this, brought her attention back to the conversation. Her ears fell flat to her hair and she frowned.
"I'm sure you saw the news this morning," the queen continued. "We are looking for someone who will not underestimate her. Someone who will respect the position and put the effort in that is required to keep our daughter safe." Celeste's frowned deepened as Julianna continued to speak about her as if she was not there. She glanced at her father, who she knew would have no pity for her.
"She's a teenager after all..."
Celeste looked to Atlas who was watching the queen with a respectful intensity. She couldn't deny he was a very handsome man. He was tall and built strong. He had angular features and a loping nose that stopped above full lips. She would have described them as kissable if he was not being assigned her guard.
Her tiara was beginning to irritate her. She wondered at how her mother could spend so much time in a crown.
"I am curious though," Julianna leaned forward and folded her hands on her desk. "Your work with improving security around the castle was immeasurably helpful, but why would someone with your experience and background be interested in becoming a royal guard?"
The princess distracted herself with old details she had memorized about her parent's love story. She didn't want to participate in the inclusion of a new guard into her retinue. Even when she was mad at them, it was difficult not to go all misty eyed at how in love they were. Celeste could only dream of experiencing a love like theirs. It stood strong in the face of time and hardship.
Even death had not been able to keep them apart.
"We won't pretend that Celeste is not prone to bouts of disobedience."
Hearing her mother say this, brought her attention back to the conversation. Her ears fell flat to her hair and she frowned.
"I'm sure you saw the news this morning," the queen continued. "We are looking for someone who will not underestimate her. Someone who will respect the position and put the effort in that is required to keep our daughter safe." Celeste's frowned deepened as Julianna continued to speak about her as if she was not there. She glanced at her father, who she knew would have no pity for her.
"She's a teenager after all..."
Celeste looked to Atlas who was watching the queen with a respectful intensity. She couldn't deny he was a very handsome man. He was tall and built strong. He had angular features and a loping nose that stopped above full lips. She would have described them as kissable if he was not being assigned her guard.
Her tiara was beginning to irritate her. She wondered at how her mother could spend so much time in a crown.
"I am curious though," Julianna leaned forward and folded her hands on her desk. "Your work with improving security around the castle was immeasurably helpful, but why would someone with your experience and background be interested in becoming a royal guard?"
I fear no fate (for you are my fate, my sweet) I want no world (for beautiful you are my world, my true) and it’s you are whatever a moon has always meant and whatever a sun will always sing is you.
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