Kit-charmont

♡ · 　kit-charmont

Kit… really wished he had other things to do. That was perhaps what bothered him the most as he waited outside Philip and Aurora’s apartment. There came a point when he simply ran out of work to be done. He had went for a run that morning, offered to go buy his own groceries, promptly realized he had no idea how to make anything and called to find out what he needed to buy, and now was here, waiting without an iota of patience for someone to arrive home. 

He was smiling the moment Aurora came into view, on his feet and heading to meet her halfway. “Aurora, you are a sight for sore eyes, and perhaps my only hope.” He greeted cheerfully. “Tell me, do you know how to cook?”

        WHILE AURORA WAS ALWAYS HAPPY  to  have  guests  at  her  home  ─  her  &  philip’s  home ,  she  wasn’t  used  to  receiving  them  unannounced .  it  wasn’t  to  say  that  it  wasn’t  a  delightful  surprise  but ,  well ,  she  would’ve  appreciated  a  bit  of  time  to  prepare .  especially  considering  the  guest  in  question .

        ❛  why  hello ,  kit !  what  a  lovely  surprise !  ❜  and  a  bit  scary  all  things  considered ,  but  she  had  a  feeling  there  was  nothing  to  fear .  the  oldest  charmont  didn’t  look  like  he  was  in  terrible  spirits  and  in  addition  to  that ,  she  was  certain  the  horse  the  future  king  gave  her  as  a  present  was  more  than  an  attempt  at  making  amends .  aurora  could  hold  no  grudge !   ❛  i  do ,  but  i’m  afraid  i’m  not  much  of  a  professional  cook .  i  can’t  promise  an  intricate  meal ,  but  it’ll  be  a  delicious  one  nonetheless .  is  that  why  you  came  to  visit ?  to  eat  lunch ?  ❜  the  princess  asked  excitedly ,  ❛  have  you  ever  tried  your  hand  at  cooking ?  ❜ 

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♡ · 　ashencrwn

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Hades remained silent, listening to her while he starred at the painting. He took a step forward, standing now beside the bench where she sat, hands still hidden away in his pants’ pockets that were perfectly tailored and creased. “Intuitive interpretation,” he remarked, refraining from sighing as he tilted his head to one side to look at it from a different angle. He walked a few more steps nearer to the artwork now to get a closer look at the fallen angel’s face. “-but you’re missing a part. Sad, angry, ashamed, frustrated, lonely - he is all of those things, you’re right about all of that.” 

“But, his eyes tell us that this story far from over, that the true act of rebellion has yet to begin. Perhaps he conceals himself out of a refusal to accept defeat, even in his total failure. He’ll persevere.”

Hades tapped his foot on the ground, thinking to himself as he lost himself in the fine piece of artwork. He hummed to himself before turning his head and looking at her directly. “What is it about you, Aurora, that makes you so compelling to talk to?” He asked, casual in his tone, He didn’t understand why she wanted the girl so much - and for what. There was a light in Aurora that was blinding to those who lived in darkness like he did. Perhaps it was that sheer fact alone that was enough to make the Mistress of Darkness put a target on her back. “Why are you so important?” He mused aloud, forward and no longer in the mood to skirt around the questions he was looking for answers to.

          THE  BLONDE  FEELS  MUCH  LIKE  A  tightrope  walker ,  threading  carefully  and  praying  she  will  not  lose  her  balance ,  that  she  will  not  fall .  it  is  not  that  aurora  is  afraid  of  hades  (  wary  perhaps ,  but  not  afraid  ) ,  but  that  she  knows  this  isn’t  a  simple  conversation  about  art .  there  is  more  hiding  beneath  the  surface ,  and  she  has  been  chosen  to  scratch  the  tip  of  the  ice  berg .  to  even  dare  to ,  for  whatever  reason .

           ❝  i  wouldn’t  know  much  about  rebellion ,  if  i’m  honest .  ❞  she  admits ,  feeling  rather  embarrassed  by  the  fact  that  even  after  all  this  time ,  most  ‘ daring ’  thing  aurora  had  ever  done  was ,  well ,  marry  philip  in  secret .  not  because  she  was  uncapable  of  rebelling ,  but  because  she  simply  never  felt  the  need  to .  diplomacy  was  much  more  appealing  to  her  than  the  prospect  of  violent  confrontation .  ❝  do  you  think  he’ll  find  peace  that  way ?  ❞  the  princess  plucks  up  the  courage  to  ask .  ❝  i  just--  i  understand  and  don’t  condemn  people  for  having  their  pride ,  it’s  important  when  in  the  right  dose ,  but ...  what  if  his  actions  only  push  him  further  &  further  away  from  what  he’s  trying  to  achieve ?  ❞

             brows  furrow  a  bit  as  aurora  tries  to  find  an  answer  to  the  question ,  one  that  comes  unprompted  and  catches  her  off  guard .  ❝  i  wouldn’t  know ,  most  of  the  time  i  just  try  to  listen .  i’ve  heard  that  not  a  lot  of  people  do  that ,  they  just  wait  for  their  turn  to  speak .  ❞  then  again ,  aurora  didn’t  exactly  have  a  lot  of  people  to  talk  to  growing  up .  if  anything ,  the  fairies  did  most  of  the  talking ;  not  that  she  resented  them ,  obviously .  his  second  question   surprises  her  just  as  much  as  the  first  one ,  leading  the  blonde  to  press  her  lips  together ,  swallow  the  lump  in  her  throat .   why  are  you  so  important ?  ❝  i’m ...  not .  there’s  nothing  special  or  remarkable  about  me .  i  don’t  have  magic  or  infinite  power  or  a  great  lot  of  wisdom .  i  shouldn’t  be  important  to  anyone  but  my  family .  ❞  and  yet ,  she  still  found  herself  looking  in  every  direction  when  leaving  home ,  then  closing  every  curtain  upon  returning .  ❝  you’d  have  to  ask  someone  else .  perhaps  my  husband  or--  ❞  aurora  trails  off ,  though  she  lifts  her  gaze  towards  hades .  her .

♡ · 　flynnridcrs

        “ I DON’T REALLY GET IT, ” flynn admitted. the actual event seemed kind of arbitrary … but that didn’t stop him from joining in. “ but i must say, this city knows how to celebrate. ” elias had been full of color for the holiday season, a refreshing change from disorder and debris.  “ now, your friend britney - was she captured ? locked away in a tower ? ” his voice was quiet, laced with concern. “ wouldn’t be my first time running into that scenario, if you’d believe it. ”

           ❛  YOU DON’T ?  WELL ,  is  there  a  reason  for  that ?  i  do  hope  i’m  not  prying ,  ❜  yet  she  couldn’t  help  being  curious  about  his  lack  of  excitement  for  the  year .  it  made  aurora  wonder  if  she  should  simply  drop  the  topic  but  alas ,  the  princess  was  already  invested .  at  the  mention  of  the  pop  star  in  question ,  she  laughed  lightly ,  ❛  oh ,  i  don’t  know  britney !  as  a  matter  of  fact  i  don’t  know  anyone  aside  from  the  people  of  elias .  ❜  except  for  her  aunts ,  though  that  was  a  detail .  ❛  i  do  hope  she  wasn’t  locked  away  in  a  tower ,  that  sounds  terribly  uncomfortable ...  were  you  in  that  sort  of  situation  yourself ?  ❜ 

She fell asleep at this side, clutching his hand. She held his hand all night.

Milan Kundera, The Unbearable Lightness of Being (trans. Michael Henry Heim)

♡ · 　ofmalevolence

It was strange how such a small, simple town could attract so many wayward souls. Really, how different was Mickey from her? She wanted to have control of power and people with power too. 

She didn’t really care about whether she was seen or not, it’s not like anyone here could do anything to hurt her or her son. She’d taken her son back when she heard the wielders where in town. She wasn’t willing to risk it. 

“Now, now, what more could you possibly need, my dear?” She smiled at her son as she made a plush crow appear for the little hands grabbing at the air. She’d found a nice shady place to keep herself out of the visible eyesight.

          MUCH  TO  AURORA’S  HAPPINESS ,  things  around  town  had  been  fairly  calm  lately .  peaceful ,  the  way  she’d  always  hoped  it  would  be .  not  only  was  her  dear  friend  reagan’s  baby  due  any  day  now ,  but  aurora  often  caught  sight  of  parents  and  families  alike  on  her  daily  walks  around  town ,  just  like  she  did  now .  it  was  clear  proof  that  elias  was  safe  again .  

          strangely  enough ,  the  woman  looked  like  she  was  almost  hiding ,  which  made  her  wonder  if  she  needed  help .  with  a  warm  smile  on  her  rosy  lips ,  the  princess  approached  the  stranger  and  her  son .   ❛  excuse  me ,  ❜   she  began ,  ❛  i  just  wanted  to  make  sure  everything’s  alright ?   babies  seem  like  a  lot  of  work ,  ❜  a  chuckle ,  violet  gaze  landing  on  the  baby .  ❛  he’s  lovely .  you’re  very  lucky .  ❜