BitterSweetSymphony
The Composer
Following after his three sisters, Cynerik stands behind his seat to the left of where his mother would sit. The four of them patiently wait as three young men walk in, followed by their baby sister. Her blond hair is arranged in curls, a bun set on the top of her head. Her milky skin looks perfectly smooth in her dark green and gold dress. The sleeves go to her elbows, the corset pushing her breasts up and slimming her already petite waist, the shirt large. The corset is embroidered in gold, the skirt having a layer of shining gold also among the green.
They all stop at their chairs, the fair princess turning to face her suitor. Her plump lips are painted red, bright blue eyes looking up into his dark ones with a slight nervousness. The young woman can't be much older than 16.
They all stop at their chairs, the fair princess turning to face her suitor. Her plump lips are painted red, bright blue eyes looking up into his dark ones with a slight nervousness. The young woman can't be much older than 16.