#♔┆out of fidelity

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__________♔       SHE    CANTS    HER    HEAD,    BROWN    WAVES    CASCADING    OVER    HER    SHOULDER    AS    SHE    DOES.    so    he    has    already    asked    zeus    &&    has    been    told    no;    he    understands    what    is    at    stake    then    to    still    pursue    her    personally    for    her    hand.    he   has   deemed   his   suit   worth   the    risk.    her   lips   part   at   his   observation    &&    her   breathing   shallows.    ❛    i   am,    ❜    she   murmurs,    weighing   how   much   she   wishes   to   share.    he   has   trusted   her   with   the   possibly    treasonous    request,    so   she   feels   as   if   she   owes   him   her   own   truth   too.    ❛    even   my   foster   family   does   not   know   the   full   extent.    ❜    they   think   it   is    discontent,    an   oversimplification   for   her   circumstances.    ❛    in   such   a   short   time   observing,    you   have   seen   me   more   than   my   own   family.    ❜

♔__________       IT    IS    A    SMALL    THING    BUT    IT    STRIKES    HER    ALL    THE    SAME.    he    has    taken    the    time    to    see,    to    understand    (    she   is   left   with   the   impression   that   he   is   nothing   like   the   olympians    )    her   chest   aches    &&    slowly,    she   reaches   out   to   take   his   hands   in   her   own.    ❛    i   will   tell   you   what   i   told   zeus,    ❜    she   starts.    ❛    i   wish   for   my   husband   to   treat   me   as   an   equal   partner    &&    to   try   to   give   a   relationship   a   genuine   try.    perhaps   you   may   not   be    in   love    with   me,    but   i   would   like   to   be   loved   in   your   own   way.    ❜    as   a   friend,    as   a   companion.    it    is    still    far    more    than    most    marriages,    though    her    heart    still    yearns    for    that    heartrending    love    of    the    epics.    ❛    &&    i   ask   that   your   children   be   mine   alone.    ❜    this   had   been   the   point   that   had   caused   zeus   to   mock   her.    but    what    would    he    understand    of    devotion    when    her    grandmother    suffered    his    slights    continuously    ??    she   is   not   naive   enough   to   ask   hades   to   swear   to   fidelity,    but   she   knows   first   hand   the    suffering    of   a   child   born   outside   sanctioned   bonds.    she   watches   for   his   reaction,    wondering   if   he   is   truly   as   different   from   their   kin   as   she   thinks.    ❛    if   you   can   agree,    then   we   are   suited    &&    i   will   accept   your   proposal.    ❜    her    choice,    her    chance    to    shape    the    life    she    wants.

He sighed before allowing himself to sit near her. His movements are slow in an unfamiliar environment but despite his low vision he made it seem as if he saw fine.

"Heroes are bothersome creatures." He offered as he listened to her speak. He nodded briefly, "Mmm, he would not part with you, either. I have asked and decided, since I am his senior, that such an ask matters little in the formal affairs of unity."

He had to be honest with her. His brother would not take going over his head lightly. He sighed briefly as she posed her question. " from the depths I sit and watch the way the world turns. I went above to observe from a different vantage." He explained, " and I saw you in the garden. I do not know if it will make you happy, but I do know what I saw. You're lonely too." He let her sit with that explanation, "the best that I can do, is ask you for your own hand. Sweet one, I am in search of a wife. In all functions- partner and companion. I did not come seeking a prize. Just a woman." The words he spoke were slow and methodical. It was as if he had time enough to spare, or that the nature of their conversation could last longer than eons, yet go by in an instant. he was content to merely sit there and be in her presence.

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( mads mikkelsen, cismale, he/him, 56 ) ** ♔ announcing RENAUD BOURBON,  the KING OF FRANCE! in a recent portrait they seem to resemble MADS MIKKELSEN. it is a miracle that HE survived the last five years and for that reason, they are FOR the kingdoms working together. reflecting on them now, they remind me of EASY SILENCES BY A FIREPLACE, WAX DRIPPING DOWN A CANDLE IN THE MIDNIGHT HOURS, LETTERS ON FRAGILE PARCHMENT WITH BROKEN SEALS, AND THE DECEPTIVE CALM OF A LAKE’S SURFACE.

I was interested in everything and committed to nothing.

You start as the third in line for the throne and end as the only one who lives long enough to take the crown. Your first brother died of sickness and your second brother died in a fight over a woman, unfortunate and foolish in turn.

You were still young when you were granted the title of Dauphin, but undeniably a man, and there were certain things you knew. France was your home, and it was a beautiful country full of inspiration and there was no end to the wine, those seemed unshakeable truths to you.

That your brother would be king seemed unshakeable once, and you were proven wrong. Now you know better than to trust so called ‘truths’.

You marry and you have a child. These things aren’t necessarily related. You have a mistress in addition to your wife, have mistresses outside of that as well, but you make it clear where they are in the hierarchy. Does that matter any? Maybe or maybe not, but it seems that for as long as there have been French Kings, there have been French mistresses.

No one expects fidelity in France, and marriage is not love, but a term to be served. Both Queen and Mistress are selected with care and the children from either union would be brought up as a worthy heir, it’s simply a matter of chance that the mistress has a child first.

It’s a matter of chance again that you become King shortly after the birth of your son, as if your father held on just long enough to see that the line could continue before passing away. He learned how easily a man could die, and so did you.

A daughter follows, and then another. And then another son. Two of each, safeguarding against loss.

That’s important to you, trying to stop loss. Some things you can’t stop, but you can change things if you know how, if you understand the secrets of what happens out of sight.

What idiocy did your brother do that led to getting sick in the first place? If someone had known of your second brother’s foolish affections, could that death have been prevented entirely by pulling the correct strings?

You spy on your family before you spy on anyone else, and you claim it’s for their own good. They don’t know how to keep themselves safe, but you will. You can keep them safe.

With each passing year, you gain more knowledge, send out more people to learn about your allies and your enemies inside France. After that, you send them to other countries.

When the deaths first started occurring, you knew about it from the lips of someone that spent more than a year deeply entrenched outside your borders. When the deaths started occurring in your own country, you wondered if it came on the breath of your spy.

For your fiftieth birthday, the universe granted you the knowledge that the end was coming, and suddenly there was a reason for all the careful planning and preparation you engaged in. As those around you suffered, you continued to thrive, the gift of knowledge from sacrificed life.

When your fifty-first birthday rolls around, you’re not surprised by the twisting shape of the world, but your preternatural calm in the face of crisis has nothing to do with denial. Five years of suffering leave their mark, but you rise above, and you’re proud of the way your country has continued on, the way your family remains hearty and whole.

Few things in life are unexpected when your kingdom is built on the secrets of others and the invitation is no exception. People are always eager to show off, to prove their own worth like children at play, and you’re aware of your own reputation, of your worth. You’re the figurehead of one of the most prosperous, unscathed countries, and everyone wants to know your secrets.

No one will ever get them.

You arrive in Switzerland and the thanks you give to your hosts is as sincere as you can give. With everyone gathered together in one place, uncertain and vulnerable after the tumultuous events of the last half-decade, their insecurities and weaknesses are ripe to be discovered and your spies won’t even need to work to discover everything you could hope to learn.

I am selfish, private, and easily bored. Will this be a problem?

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HELARRRR 😎😎😎 i have some QQQQQUESTIONS for my most beloved Ginevra 💝💝💝💝💝💝💝 gimmeeeee 💥, 😨, 💐, and 🙉

OC EMOJI ASKS

🔷 OMG ITS S I M P M O N E Y. HEY BESTIE 🔷

💥 -> what emotions do they have trouble dealing with?

when it comes to herself she’s actually very good at handling her emotions, but she’s very bad at being expressive. whether she’s sad, happy, excited, she only ever really responds with a monotone/quiet tone. so you really have to pay attention to subtle clues to figure out how she’s feeling.

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😨 -> when scared, do they go into "flight" or "fight"?

she’s an assassin, and an ex-mafioso. so fight.

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💐 -> create a bouqet for them! what do those flowers mean? are any of the flowers their particular favourite?

Amaryllis -> representing splendid beauty and pride, this flower can also mean worth beyond beauty.

Chamomile -> a flower symbolising patience, it is also used as a calming agent in teas, and is a medicinal flower.

Chrysanthemums (white) -> chrysanthemums symbolise fidelity, joy, and long life— whilst white ones specifically also symbolise truth and loyal love.

Ginevra’s favourite flower is actually Aconite, or Wolf’s Bane. It’s a beautiful flower, but also one of the deadliest in the world.

🙉 -> what is the worse thing your oc could hear from someone?

that she’s weak, or should only focus on her beauty, or be more ‘ladylike.’ and that she’s wasted her time developing special talents. it doesn’t make her sad, but rather makes her angry. really angry.

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PSA: 

So the time has come, I’ve f i n a l l y decided it’s about time I cleaned some stuff up, got myself organised & basically start f r e s h. However, in order to do that, I will be shifting to a new blog with the same URL & archiving this one. 

Having said that I am more than happy to keep some of my current threads & I’ll be contacting a few people with whom I’ve had on-going threads with in regards to that, though for the most part it’ll be a clean slate, but, feel free to message/IM me if you want to continue a thread or plot if I haven’t messaged you.

Once I’m happy with everything on the new blog, I’ll post a link here & this blog will become redundant.      

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[When you want to work on drafts & your writing is making you cringe ༼ʘ̚ل͜ʘ̚༽]

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[this mortal form has grown weak & needs sustenance, so I’ll be back to continue chipping away at the stuff in my drafts when i come back c:]

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[So, it looks like I’ll be visiting my family in Norway for my bday this year...agFHANMA<S;ak]

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[& with the new theme done, I’m going to work. Toodle-pip dears!]

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[Alright chick-a-dees I am out for tonight, I’m in dire need of the z’s.]

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I’M HOME!

          (& boy is it good to be back.)

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SMOL PSA/SEMI-HIATUS: 

Hey everyone! Just wanted to let you all know that on the 12th I’ll be heading interstate for a smol holiday, but I will be bringing my laptop with me (+ mobile, of course) & I’m pretty sure there will be wifi, so I’ll probably be around in the evening to work on drafts/lurk/chat/etc (?) but if not, I’ll be back home on the 17th & all shall be normal again. 

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[& I’m off to work! I’ll be around tonight... hopefully to do something productive]

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i was tagged by @devoutpriest

1. your name in song titles

J ust Dance - Lady Gaga E vil Angel - Breaking Benjamin S ame Disease - Red S AINT - Marilyn Manson

2. how did you choose your url?

As Sigyn is primarily known as the Goddess of Fidelity, and Fidelity was already taken I just added another ‘i’. A++ for creativity. 

3. what’s your middle name?

Maree

4. if you could be a fictional/fairytale being, what would you be?

Can I be a hybrid of all of the things or...? IDK ever since watching Inuyasha I’ve kind of wanted to be a dog-demon.

5. favourite colours?

Green, Purple, Pink, Red & Black (yes, I know it’s a shade)

6. favourite song at the moment?

Death of Me - Red 

7. top four fandoms?

Vikings, Marvel, Harry Potter (always), Disney

8. why do you enjoy tumblr?

Getting to meet & write with some really awesomely talented peeps for sure <33 

9. tag nine mutuals to do this.

I’m too lazy to tag anyone, so, whoever wants to do the thing!

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[Hey folks! Just a smol psa: I’ve updated the guidelines & I’ve got stuff drafted ready to be worked on (+ stuff in my askbox).]

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[Back from my shoot! Gosh that was fun & the photos looked pretty neat so, hopefully I’ll have the digital copies of them soon! Oh, plus, the rain stopped just in time, thank goodness!]