08-14-2012, 02:50 AM
She was rather glad for the distraction her hair offered, until Riva moved to rearrange the messy curls. A faint blush slipped over her cheeks and her mouth fell open at the gentle touch. Small pressure here and there only served to remind her of the presence at her back. It was a wonder she didn't begin to stutter out whatever came to her overloaded mind.
As soon as the other woman sat before her, Cateline began to calm. Each breath became steadier, despite the flirtatious words sent her way. It seemed like her cheeks would be permanently stained red. At least, in Riva's presence. "Well I ... Yes, but ..." Such nervousness was beyond her in usual circumstances.
Amaury paced the rooms impatiently, hands behind his back and green eyes observing the polished wood floors. The white wing upon his head was as much a burden to wear as the fact that he spied on the lady he'd grown all too fond of. Too many people wished to know her secrets. There were so many to discover!
From her youth, to the reason why so many under different names appeared to have the same appearance as she. Though that he knew, being such a one himself. Vastly younger then her, somehow Amaury had managed to infiltrate her household. A but such a difficulty it was to hide his true nature from everyone, especially her.
Even so, those of his line wished to somehow find a way to overthrow hers. Many times Amaury had mentioned her neutrality, but they believed him not. So now he paced, and worried, trying to find some reason to chase out after her to see if she was safe from harm. A futile thought to be sure, but the urge was still there.
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