[OOM] Eiattu - Private Office

[fighting_mad]

Diplomatic receptions are highly necessary, especially for Eiattu. The planet spent years under the yoke of Imperial control, and now its neighbors are cautiously testing the mettle of its new princess and her husband. Plourr knows this.

Of course, the necessity doesn't stop them from being unbelievably dull.

You'd think an event that lasted this far into the night would at least be interesting. Sadly, however, it was not, and Plourr is now sitting in a (to be specific, Rial's) ground-floor private office, still in full royal regalia with her shoes kicked off. She has her bare feet up on the desk and a much-needed bottle of lum in hand.

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[fighting_mad]

Plourr's return smile is soft and warm and more than a little fond, and she would likely despise it if she could see it.

She doesn't say anything, just smiles up at him a moment and then looks back forward again, still walking through the nearly-deserted corridor.

[eiattu_pride]

He keeps pace with her, smiling as well.

One hand reaches out to lightly brush her fingers, although his eyes remain fixed on the path.

[fighting_mad]

If she feels a warmth, she will forever deny it. But she slips her rough hand into his, slowly curling callused fingers around his knuckles.

[eiattu_pride]

And they walk like that, back to the living quarters that Count Rial Pernon and Princess Isplourrdacartha Estillo call 'home'.

It's a start.