frendzzz
(I tried to find a fitting song that gave happy friends but I couldn’t sooo here’s the wanted LMAO)
[color= #D7BBA8] “I must take my leave.” [/color] Ilyas stated suddenly, not meeting the eyes of Corin or Harrison as he quickly departed. It was a shock for Corin as well, as he had hoped for a much warmer reception into high society, and the country, by his closest friend.
However, Corin could not resist the urge to give Ilyas a firm pat on his backside as he scampered off toward a dark-haired girl at the provisions table.
Corin ran his eyes along the girl’s features, her frame, her hair, her stature. She seemed exactly the type Ilyas would typically pounce on. Corin had to admit as well, he could see why Ilyas might feel so drawn to her. She was quite lovely. Perhaps, Ilyas left so suddenly, as Harrison had insulted a woman he was interested in courting. If Ilyas and Orpheus were both to court the same woman, it was sure to start up a fight.
Orpheus spoke little of his relationship with Ilyas to Corin outside of the fact that he detested him. Corin once wrote about his friend and the time they had together during the spring festival, and Orpheus had replied with a simple; ‘I thought you to keep better company, cousin. It seems I was mistaken.‘
Corin did not pry into their previous encounters, as he did not care to hear them. It was far from desirable to have your closest friend and only family hate each other, so Corin opted to ignore the issue all together to avoid conflict.
Corin glanced between Ilyas and Aurelia again, their physical contact and direct gazes not going unnoticed. Maybe Corin had been right in his assessment, although the look in Miss Ellis’ eyes was a far cry from adoration. Corin was determined to find out more about the girl and why the people around him seemed so fixated on her.
[color= #0E6251] “Ah, that must be the infamous Miss Ellis that he has left us for, no?” [/color] Corin glanced back at Harrison briefly.
[color= #0E6251] “You were his friend before I, Lord Davis. If you feel so keen on planting a facer, I shall not be the one to stop you. In fact, it would be most satisfying to watch.” [/color] Corin smirked, patting Harrison’s shoulder reassuringly.
[color= #0E6251] “His disrespect stems from an absent mind and a busy heart, friend. Do not let yourself linger on his shortcomings for too long or you might question your relationship entirely.” [/color] Corin chuckled to himself again, knowing the frustrations Harrison was experiencing to some extent. [color= #0E6251] “Come, some good has been brought of our brief interaction, as we are now friends. Let us drink and be joyful as much as the festivities and nature of the night will allow.” [/color] Corin held up his flask to cheers Harrison’s idle champagne flute.
[color= #0E6251] “Ilyas has told me you are equally as popular with the women here. You must introduce me. Being from a foreign land, and holding no legitimate title does not bode well for marriage prospects, you see.” [/color] Corin found himself laughing slightly again. Was it the tea? Was it the atmosphere? Something had caused such a stir in positive emotion, and as quickly as he had noticed it, he shut it down.
Corin stopped short in his laugh, letting his face fall back into his usual blank resting expression.
‘Laughter is not a privilege you enjoy.’ He reminded himself, taking another swig from his flask, and a deep breath.
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Harrison (@Kristi)
Ilyas (@Madilfill)
Aurelia (@benitz786)
Orpheus