[P] Yellow Roses

[Eulalie]

Eulalie WHAT IS DONE IN LOVE, IS DONE WELL. Eulalie weaved her way through the gathered bodies with a smile for every face, familiar and new, a warm hello poised on the tip of her tongue. She had just come from Ipomoea’s stand and her hair was freshly woven with flower of all kinds, though the theme seemed to focus around royal purples, a smattering of blushing pinks and small white blooms. A few wayward hairs had fallen from their confines and framed her earth brown eyes which sparkled like the sun through the trees. There was still much of the day left to enjoy, and she was eager to experience everything the festival had to offer her. Golden movement at her side stole the sunshine woman’s attention and her gaze fell upon the familiar face and green eyes of Somnus. Her eyes ran over the crown of flowers he wore and she felt it suited him quite well. She noticed that even Alba wore a similar crown, delicate and fitted gently atop her feathered head. A much warmer smile lifted her lips, a pleased glimmer coming to her eyes as she welcomed his presence. She had more than hoped to find him wandering amongst the booths and the crowds today, but it appeared he had found her first. “I will enjoy myself even better with you at my side,” Eulalie admitted, genuine and unabashed. Why hide her pleasure at his company, when it was the truth? She looked out over the festival, momentarily pausing to see what was being presented on the stage, “Ipomoea has outdone himself, I think. It is such a beautiful thing, isn’t it?” Her voice was wistful, content, as her attention returned to the man at her side and she could not help the way she looked over his profile, the joy in his verdant eyes and the lack of tension in his stance. It was clear that this celebration was good for him and she was happy to see the effect it seemed to be having on him and she smiled, “Relaxation suits you.” @Somnus <3

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