monochromegalaxy
Lord of the Fries
Soleil nodded to the servant in thanks and took her seat, taking in the mouthwatering aromas that wafted out of the kitchens. She shuffled about in the chair, trying to make herself as comfortable as her sore legs would allow her to. Having been travelling for days could to that to you, especially when dragging around a heavy bag and looking over your shoulder often. Soleil's relaxed expression fell as she pondered the whereabouts of her group.
'I wonder if Jack and the others made it.' Soleil sighed and signalled a servant over, muttering to them to grab a bottle of wine. Jack, a childhood friend of Soleil, was of the Blythe family. Eccentric tinkerers they were, Soleil would always say. The first boy Soleil paid with cakes to beat up anyone who showed ill will towards her family during childhood. 'God forbid they run into trouble.'
The servant returned with a bottle of wine, pouring the substance into Soleil's glass. She thanked the servant and immediately gulped the whole glass down, setting the glass back onto the table. The servant immediately poured more wine.
"Hmm? Who's this Norwood you speak of?" Soleil inquired, raising a brow at Maria. "For his sake, I hope he's a decent man."
'I wonder if Jack and the others made it.' Soleil sighed and signalled a servant over, muttering to them to grab a bottle of wine. Jack, a childhood friend of Soleil, was of the Blythe family. Eccentric tinkerers they were, Soleil would always say. The first boy Soleil paid with cakes to beat up anyone who showed ill will towards her family during childhood. 'God forbid they run into trouble.'
The servant returned with a bottle of wine, pouring the substance into Soleil's glass. She thanked the servant and immediately gulped the whole glass down, setting the glass back onto the table. The servant immediately poured more wine.
"Hmm? Who's this Norwood you speak of?" Soleil inquired, raising a brow at Maria. "For his sake, I hope he's a decent man."