Jane stood atop the grand staircase of the Solterran Vogelstein estate. Her coat shone and was neatly groomed, or at least it appears that way to Sebastien. He has pulled out all the stops to welcome his cousin home. They were not especially close, but he felt much closer to her than many relatives. Still, those same relatives who shunned his parents came in droves to welcome their newest family member home. They only believed she was new, they did not know that Sebastien and Jane had met as children. The house rarely paid any mind to children, and even less to those who lived beyond the borders of Novus.
None of that mattered now, what mattered was that Jane enjoyed the party that the Vogestein's were throwing in her name. That Sebastien was throwing in her name. He was immaculate, and the scent of fresh lilies lingered on his skin. His ivory mane was cut in a nearly perfect line, as were the ends of his tail. The white of his tail cascades down the length of his back limbs. It drags across the floor near the now-straight edges.
Sebastien approaches Jane, who seems lost in the study of her family, and the swirls of mingling bodies from the Solterran's who have joined the soiree. He comes to a halt beside her and peers down at them. He wonders if she is nervous, or there is something more going on in her head.
"Are you going to keep them all waiting all night, Jane?" Sebastien teases her, but his words offered a gentle prod to go and immerse herself in the family who will honor her as greatly as he has tonight. "Tonight is about you, and I am sure our family is eager to welcome you. If anything is amiss, even slightly do not hesitate to find me. I will be sure to make everything as perfect as possible." He vows silently as he turns his gaze back on the crowd. He takes one step down the stairs and glances back at her. It is a silent offer to escort her into the swathes of bodies mingling in the estate.
None of that mattered now, what mattered was that Jane enjoyed the party that the Vogestein's were throwing in her name. That Sebastien was throwing in her name. He was immaculate, and the scent of fresh lilies lingered on his skin. His ivory mane was cut in a nearly perfect line, as were the ends of his tail. The white of his tail cascades down the length of his back limbs. It drags across the floor near the now-straight edges.
Sebastien approaches Jane, who seems lost in the study of her family, and the swirls of mingling bodies from the Solterran's who have joined the soiree. He comes to a halt beside her and peers down at them. He wonders if she is nervous, or there is something more going on in her head.
"Are you going to keep them all waiting all night, Jane?" Sebastien teases her, but his words offered a gentle prod to go and immerse herself in the family who will honor her as greatly as he has tonight. "Tonight is about you, and I am sure our family is eager to welcome you. If anything is amiss, even slightly do not hesitate to find me. I will be sure to make everything as perfect as possible." He vows silently as he turns his gaze back on the crowd. He takes one step down the stairs and glances back at her. It is a silent offer to escort her into the swathes of bodies mingling in the estate.
@Jane /Open!
