// (vengefuldeath) wrote in faeparties, @ 2018-01-04 19:56:00 |
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Entry tags: | !log, *ballrooms, erevos, winter |
The Longest, Coldest Night
Who: Erevos and Winter
What: Dancing
Where: Starlight Palace, ballroom.
When: After this.
Warnings: None.
There were fewer occasions that Winter was this… pleased. Dressed in purest midnight, the edges of her ballgown sliding into shadows, she swirled around the dance floors and corridors of the Starlight Palace with the faintest lifting of her lips. Some avoided her when she was in such good spirits, a wise choice for the more tender hearted Seelie and the delicate humans. Even with Aelius’ ring on her finger, most knew to avoid the lady when she was at her coldest, and her cruelest. Their figures were seen parting before her path with a deferential nod or a bow before hurrying away to escape her notice.
But the Unseelie. Oh how they reveled with her. Called out their greetings and beckoned her closer with their toasts. To them she gave them her happiest grins, and traded dark drinks that sparked starlight, and offered her hand in dances.
The music had just begun to swell once more as Winter came to the edge of the ballroom floor. She quickly scanned the crowd and, spotting Erevos, offered him her snow white hand.
“I believe we have a dance in our future.”