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My, what dreary work, Camilla thought idly. Slender fingers stifled a yawn, muscles stiffening for a moment as she eased them from their rest. There was nothing worse for your posture than staying seated in stiff chairs. She let her touch settle for a moment on the deeds of lands she was reviewing— or categorizing as it were. It was little surprise that father had let such matters become neglected during his downfall, and now it was left to... the two of them.

She stood, the pinnacles of her heels clacking along the floor as she departed the room. It must be nearing evening, though she wasn’t completely sure. Sunlight was elusive behind their thick stone walls, the inner chambers especially lacking in any light not provided by flame.  Everything felt that bit darker now, small things like this she almost hadn’t noticed before. 

She paused before the portrait hung upon the wall like clock-work, never too busy to take a moment to look into the four sets of eyes that stared back from beyond the paint. Xander still had that bit of ‘baby’ to his face, if you could overlook his cheekbones. He was smiling very slightly, an expression the artist had captured perfectly. Leo stood to his right, stony faced in comparison, arms pulled tight behind his back. Her younger self stood to the left, half of her hair braided to the side, cheeks rosy; and grasped in her arms was darling Elise. Camilla had begged incessantly to hold her for the portrait, and had eventually wore down her aggressors to defeat.

They had all been rather frustrated, barring Camilla; who was quite happy to spend so much time holding Elise, standing for a portrait was a lengthy process. It had put them off doing it again, though it was spoken of at length, but unfortunately... this would be the only one of the four of them together. Camilla had several personal portraits for the purpose of suitors, as did the others for coming of age and other such achievements. 

Her smile was pure, though sadness tinged it’s edges. However she had long ago spent all of her tears, only their ghosts played upon her eyes now. It felt as if they would pour onto her cheeks, but only in a meager soreness that signified she had spent enough of them already. She laced her fingers across her stomach, finally turning away from the happy times to the reality she had to meet. 

The guards dipped their heads to her as she approached and the doors were opened for her. Her darling king was hard at work, as ever, his brow knit in concentration. Had he even heard her come in? Sometimes she worried he would wave off an assassin with mumbled excuses, oblivious to all but the tallies before him. The doors closed with a solid brush of wood, her figure rounding the expansive desk that the previous king had once sat in long ago. Gentle hands came to rest at the nape of his neck, examining his flaxen hair.

❝ I believe you are about due for a hair-cut, my king. ❞ She mused aloud, eyes growing soft in affection. Being around Leo seemed to fill up the holes in her heart— or at least allow her to share their burden with his own. Her fingers shift to rest upon his collar bone, palms upon his shoulders.

❝ Are you hungry, darling? ❞ She queried, which was a signal that she would be preparing food for him no matter his answer.  ❝ I think you seem a bit pale. ❞

She was always cautious of their young king taking ill, despite any protests she took due precautions whenever she could. A new fear had seemed to instilled in her since their family had been torn asunder— being completely alone. She had sworn on the day of his coronation that she would leave his side for nothing, and spill the blood of anyone who stood in his path. 

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❛ come to my embrace,  ofthelace !

❝ Oh my, I don’t suppose you were the one making all that noise? ❞ A small laugh escaped her throat, every foot fall producing a definitive ‘clack’ upon the stone. The girl’s name escaped her mind for a moment— Cherry? No, Charlotte. She had some fine form with an axe, as the princess could recall. 

❝ Or perhaps it awoke you as well? ❞ She queried, allowing a pensive finger to rest near her face, curiosity reflected in the dark of her eyes.  

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