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The last time Karla had been here, she'd been incredibly nervous about how that evening would turn out and affect her future. Standing in the Keep tonight with a crowd of people around her--some of them almost complete strangers--made her almost laugh at how naive her fear had been the last time.

Her Offering was nothing. This was the completely terrifying night.

A small gong echoed through the room. Once. Twice. Thrice. Then, after a pause, a fourth time. Four times for the four sides of a Blood triangle, the fourth side being what was held within the other three. Like the three males--Steward, Master of the Guard, and Consort--who formed a strong, intimate triangle around a Queen.

Lord Mallory shuffled around, making certain that everyone was lined up according to Protocol, light Jewels to dark, first all the males and then the females. A pair of double doors opened in the rear of the room and Karla glided forward to take her place on a small dias, then turned to watch her friends--her Court--file in behind her.

She took a deep breath and completely ignored all of her future Steward's hard work and Protocol and called out, "Prince Regan, will you serve in the First Circle?"

And so it began.

[NFB for distance, some text taken from Heir to the Shadows, Chapt. 16]

Re: And later still..

Date: 2013-05-14 03:42 am (UTC)
wwiii: (Look Up)
From: [personal profile] wwiii
"Karla, if it gets to be that bad, it won't be the contract that makes me stay." Warren bit the inside of his cheek, let his teeth leave deep marks in the flesh there before speaking again. "I'm not here for Glacia, you know that. I just..."

He looked down at the ring on his hand, frowned a little, thoughtfully.

"We've been promising one another forever for a long time, now. But when things get horrible out there, there's nothing I can really cling to, right now. I'm your Consort... I've got your Rings, and that's... that's something. That's huge. But if we're going to be going to war, I... I want something that will remind me what it is we're coming out the other side of it all for."

He pulled the ring that he'd brought with him out of his pocket, and just stared down at it, tucked away in its fancy little box.

And then he dropped down to one knee, opening the box as he went.

"You won't let me promise you a lifetime yet. Would it be too much, then, for me to ask a lifetime of you?"
Edited Date: 2013-05-14 03:49 am (UTC)

Re: And later still..

Date: 2013-05-14 04:00 am (UTC)
wwiii: (Crouch!)
From: [personal profile] wwiii
Warren stayed on that knee. And he wasn't going to get off of it until he had a reply, one way or another. But if she was going to sit there and stammer, then he was going to make use of it... he was going to do his damnedest to put her fears at ease.

"If this war is a million more Panems, a million more Agios, this is still where I belong, Karla," he murmured. "You will always be my sky. I didn't choose Glacia, I chose you, and I would follow you into the mouth of Hell itself unblinking. Glacia can't change that choice."
Edited Date: 2013-05-14 04:03 am (UTC)

Re: And later still..

Date: 2013-05-14 04:15 am (UTC)
wwiii: (Wary Some More)
From: [personal profile] wwiii
"If we die," he said, softly, "then a ring isn't going to change that either way. This one just happens to come with a 'till death do us part.'"

Warren gave a wry smile, ducking his head for a moment before looking back up to meet her eyes.

"I don't doubt that whatever we see in the next few months is going to be worse than I can imagine. But I don't think I'd survive those things, if I didn't have you there to survive them for." He licked his lips. He could hear his heart pounding in his ears. "We've worked through everything before this-- we're still growing closer together every day. There's no disappointment that we can't overcome. And not winning isn't even an option. But if it gets as dark as I think it's going to get... I want to know that you've promised me more than a year, too."

Re: And later still..

Date: 2013-05-14 04:31 am (UTC)
wwiii: (Mild Worry)
From: [personal profile] wwiii
"I'll have the promise of a marriage to you to look forward to," Warren pointed out. "This is an engagement ring. It's a symbol, a placeholder, the same way the Consort's ring was when you had me wearing it on the wrong hand."

So, there, he wasn't asking her to consider running off to elope tomorrow or anything.

"It's not forcing me to stay. Nothing can force me to stay. It's a little metal band with a pretty stone on it, and when you wear it, either of us can look at it and remember that we have forever to look forward to, and that not all of forever will be war and pain."

Re: And later still..

Date: 2013-05-14 04:45 am (UTC)
wwiii: (Not quite trusting this)
From: [personal profile] wwiii
"If I had to... I... can't imagine why I would have to... It wouldn't be the ring swaying my decision either way." Warren sighed, tired and trying like hell to not sound maybe a little bit like his heart was being wrung dry in his chest. "If I had to, I would try. And if I couldn't, it would be because a life without you would be unbearable, no matter what Rings we're wearing."

Re: And later still..

Date: 2013-05-14 04:58 am (UTC)
wwiii: (Hugs)
From: [personal profile] wwiii
"I'm not Blood and I never will be," Warren murmured, reaching up to wrap his arms around her, sweeping his wings forward to fold around her, to hold her close. "Everything I do to be with you, I do by choice. It will always be my choice. Not an obligation. Not a duty that I'm bound to because of a Ring and a piece of paper with a signature on it. And so when I offer you forever... that's because, for as great a promise as a year signed to you as your Consort is, what I want is forever. What I want is you. Morton gets a lifetime. I want more."

Re: And later still..

Date: 2013-05-14 05:13 am (UTC)
wwiii: (Calmer)
From: [personal profile] wwiii
Warren allowed himself the faintest of hopeful smiles at that, his arms still wrapped around her, his mouth beside her ear and his voice barely a whisper as he asked again;

"Then, will you marry me?"

Re: And later still..

Date: 2013-05-14 05:28 am (UTC)
wwiii: (KISSY. KISSY KISSY KISSY OMG.)
From: [personal profile] wwiii
Warren was pretty sure that he'd forgotten how to breathe. She was sobbing, and he wasn't breathing, and she'd just said yes, and the room was spinning.

The room wasn't going to stop spinning any time soon, either. So he leaned back a little, pressed a gentle kiss to her lips, and, wings still folded around the both of them, he reached for her hand. The one that was still clutching to the ring.

"Until we're whispers in the Darkness."

Re: And later still..

Date: 2013-05-14 05:39 am (UTC)
wwiii: (Smirkyface)
From: [personal profile] wwiii
And beyond.

Warren was smiling through tears as he slid the ring onto her finger, and then, after taking a moment to just appreciate the sight of her wearing his ring, he pressed a kiss to the back of her hand.

"Until the Darkness itself is whispers, then."

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