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avantgardes2018-03-16 11:06 pm
blunders) wrote in avantgardes2018-03-16 11:06 pm
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[Corrin had made her decision to stay with the family that raised her. Though times remained rough, it has been almost a blessing to stay with Nohr; Corrin had spared her tribe and ensured that they would get freedom of their own one day, and her loyalty remained true to her lady. Felicia's always been a reliable sort in battle, though her status as a maid was questionable at best. Still, none could deny her ability to heal and work with others.
Some of those others have had more of a profound effect on her than she'd like to think. Ever since Xander himself decided to fight with Corrin, they've been working together far more than she ever expected to. She hadn't understood that weird feeling in the back of her mind, that she should visit Xander, when all of this started; all she knew was that she found herself checking in on the prince often, and despite splitting her time between both him and her lady, they've grown close. If one were to look at it, maybe even too close, if mostly from Felicia's perspective.
She enjoyed Xander's company. She adored it, really; it was nice to talk to him, and boy did she have plenty to talk about. But ever since they've been fighting together...well, it's grown into something else. As much as Felicia refuses to acknowledge it, he makes her tongue tied and more accident prone than usual. Even in Corrin's personal castle, it's...been noticeable, and a problem. A big one. Of course, it's not like she can admit it, so...
She just hopes that keeping their visits up will be enough to quell her own heartbeat. It's practically slamming against her chest as she makes the walk to Xander's room, and--]
W--wooooooah!
[She...silently hopes that he isn't actually in his room, oh god that broke the cups and the pot, and--]
Oh, no, no! I broke the cups and the plates! Oh, there's tea all over the floor too, and the scones, they're ruined! Oh, gods...
[Felicia...hasn't realized that she kind of broke everything right outside his door. This may not be her lucky day at all.]
Some of those others have had more of a profound effect on her than she'd like to think. Ever since Xander himself decided to fight with Corrin, they've been working together far more than she ever expected to. She hadn't understood that weird feeling in the back of her mind, that she should visit Xander, when all of this started; all she knew was that she found herself checking in on the prince often, and despite splitting her time between both him and her lady, they've grown close. If one were to look at it, maybe even too close, if mostly from Felicia's perspective.
She enjoyed Xander's company. She adored it, really; it was nice to talk to him, and boy did she have plenty to talk about. But ever since they've been fighting together...well, it's grown into something else. As much as Felicia refuses to acknowledge it, he makes her tongue tied and more accident prone than usual. Even in Corrin's personal castle, it's...been noticeable, and a problem. A big one. Of course, it's not like she can admit it, so...
She just hopes that keeping their visits up will be enough to quell her own heartbeat. It's practically slamming against her chest as she makes the walk to Xander's room, and--]
W--wooooooah!
[She...silently hopes that he isn't actually in his room, oh god that broke the cups and the pot, and--]
Oh, no, no! I broke the cups and the plates! Oh, there's tea all over the floor too, and the scones, they're ruined! Oh, gods...
[Felicia...hasn't realized that she kind of broke everything right outside his door. This may not be her lucky day at all.]