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evermxre · 8 months
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hi, hi, just a heads up that i’m moving adam to my multi, @finalslay, for the time being! i don’t really have enough muse for him anymore to keep him on the solo blog, but i do wanna try and write him a bit again, so it’s like … i’m going to yeet him over there for a little while to make it easier.
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evermxre · 1 year
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hi, hi, just a heads up that i’m moving adam to my multi, @finalslay, for the time being! i don’t really have enough muse for him anymore to keep him on the solo blog, but i do wanna try and write him a bit again, so it’s like … i’m going to yeet him over there for a little while to make it easier.
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evermxre · 1 year
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… with a magic mirror as his only window to the outside world.
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evermxre · 1 year
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What a display. What a breathtaking, thrilling array. Every prince, every dog has his day.
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evermxre · 1 year
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cnlyluck​:
Lucky raises an eyebrow. “ Well . Better behave so we can finish our lovely evening , hmm ? ” He comments as he steps back, allowing him the room to start leading the way.
When following the prince he keeps the blaster semi hidden under his tuxedo’s jacket. Concealed enough that he could hide it properly if any passerby happened to come across them but still out enough to keep it a clear threat. With the party still going on he isn’t expecting to be disturbed. A very convenient circumstance.
Their footsteps echo through the empty halls. Moonlight lighting their way. Lucky has no eye for the beauty of the palace or the landscape that can be seen from the windows they pass. He instead keeps his gaze trained on the back of the prince’s head. Still vigilant to any defiance on his part. His missions don’t usually go this smoothly, no matter how well prepared he may be. “ Yep . I tell you only what you need to know . No offense . You’re cute . Doesn’t mean I trust you . ” He responds, the nonchalant words in contrast to the tenseness in his voice.
“ You can keep your questions to yourself , your Highness . ” He adds. The title said without even an attempt to conceal his sarcasm. “ Instead , tell me more about these treasures of his . I shouldn’t be expecting any unpleasant surprises , should I ? ” He asks.  While the security details had been given to him with this mission Lucky has had enough encounters with cursed items or weird, ancient booby traps to last himself a lifetime.
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adam  snorts  in  amusement,  the  tone  with  which  the  other  speaks  making  it  all  so  obvious.  of  course.  of  course  he’s  not  going  to  tell  him  anything.  that’s  how  this  shit  works,  isn’t  it?  he  plays  the  obedient  little  hostage  and  leads  him  to  the  king’s  stash,  and  then  ends  up  with  a  blaster  bolt  to  the  back  of  the  head  for  his  troubles.  that  last  part  will  not  be  happening.  not  if  he  can  help  it.  still,  he  will  cooperate  for  now.  adam  isn’t  unreasonable,  and  it’s  best  to  try  and  stay  on  his  good  side.    “  no,  of  course  not.  the  man’s  an  idiot,  ”    adam  scoffs,  the  distain  clear  in  his  voice.    “  he  assumes  that  no  one  would  dare  be  foolish  enough  to  try  and  steal  from  him,  so  he  doesn’t  even  bother  putting  security  features  on  any  of  his  garbage.  ”      a  glance  over  his  shoulder  in  the  other  boy’s  direction  before  adding,      “  he  keeps  most  of  it  on  his  bookshelf,  right  out  in  the  open.  little  trinkets  and  things  like  that.  it  shouldn’t  be  hard  to  find.  ”  
through  the  hallways  of  the  palace  does  the  prince  lead  this  thief,  the  wheels  in  his  head  turning  the  entire  time.  he’s  concocting  a  plan  of  his  own  ;  he’s  not  leaving  ANYTHING  open  to  chance.  not  when  there’s  this  much  risk  involved.  adam  is  a  lot  of  things,  but  he  is  not  a  fool.  well.  aside  from  sending  away  the  guards.  that  admittedly  was  a  fool’s  move,  in  retrospect.
when  the  pair  finally  arrives  at  the  king’s  door,  adam  enters  first.  he  never  goes  into  this  office  if  he  can  fucking  help  it.  he  hates  this  room  ;  it’s  full  of  nothing  but  bad  memories  for  him,  nothing  but  hatred.  it’s  rather  poetic  to  be  helping  someone  steal  things  from  the  accursed  place.  still,  he  knows  how  to  hide  these  feelings.  always  a  showman,  it  seems.  adam  spreads  his  arms  wide,  gesturing  to  the  shelves  around  the  office  with  all  the  dramatic  flare  he  can  possibly  muster  up.    “  so,  pretty  boy  :  see  anything  in  here  you  like?  take  your  pick.  hell,  even  if  what  you’re  looking  for  isn’t  in  here,  take  something  else  anyway.  ”
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evermxre · 1 year
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@emcads​ sent :  ❛  if you keep looking at me like that, i’m not responsible for what happens next.  ❜
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the  prince  of  pirates  LAUGHS  ;  it’s  a  twinkling  sound,  one  befitting  of  the  high  courts,  not  of  the  high  seas.  fate  and  circumstance  can  change  one’s  designated  path,  though  —  and  if  his  highness  were  to  be  entirely  honest,  he  prefers  the  freedom  that  comes  with  ruling  the  sea  rather  than  the  ballrooms.  body  is  draped  across  the  chaise,  a  brow  quirked  skywards.  perhaps  it  had  been  rather  foolish  of  him  to  sneak  onto  the  pirate  queen’s  ship  ;  after  all,  their  peace  treaty  is  already  so  fragile.  what  would  her  crew  say  if  they  found  their  fair  lady  in  throes  with  him,  hmm?
“  is  that  so?  ”    adam  asks,  hand  rising  to  run  through  messy  blond  curls.  smirk  toys  at  the  corners  of  his  lips,  eyes  sparkling.  he  gets  a  sick  joy  out  of  getting  esmeralda  worked  up  ;  there  is  something  about  it,  something  about  seeing  her  glare  at  him  in  such  a  manner,  that  gets  the  blood  flowing,  the  adrenaline  high.  legs  cross  at  the  ankles,  the  prince  then  inquiring,    “  tell  me  :  exactly  what  WILL  happen  next?  are  you  going  to  run  me  straight  through  with  that  sword  of  yours,  or  are  you  going  to  fuck  me?  i  am  not  opposed  to  either  option,  your  majesty.  ”
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evermxre · 1 year
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𝐅𝐎𝐑  𝐖𝐇𝐎  𝐂𝐎𝐔𝐋𝐃  𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐑  𝐋𝐄𝐀𝐑𝐍  𝐓𝐎  𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄  𝐀  𝐁𝐄𝐀𝐒𝐓?
prince  adam  florian  from  the  2017  version  of  beauty  and  the  beast. penned  by  grace. indie.  private.  selective.
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hey do u got games on ur phone
no. go away.
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royal boys whose names start with a rise up
this makes them better than everyone else, it is simply fact.
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* 400 RANDOM DIALOGUE PROMPTS (READ MORE) ,
"i never noticed your eyes were this pretty."
"i'll stay in tonight, thanks."
"i can't even trust myself anymore."
"anything to eat around here?"
"i hope to repay your kindness someday."
"you're a terrible flirt you know."
"the only time you talk to me is when you need something."
"how did you find me?"
"how can i possibly trust you? after all you've done."
"i take orders from your father, not you."
"you're not a very convincing liar."
"i thought i'd never see you again."
"why can't i come with you?"
"it was my fault. it was all my fault."
"all this anger and hate, it's not good for you."
"this is the part where you apologize."
"is being drunk an excuse?"
"let me out of here! let me go!"
"aren't we in a good mood today?"
"i was making sure you weren't dead, since you never called."
"there's nothing left for me here."
"i know i lied to you. you can hate me and it's all right."
"i've been waiting for you for a long time."
"what happened? i heard a crash."
"was it you? did you do all this?"
"don't come any closer!"
"looking for something?"
"you're too scared to do it, aren't you?"
"i thought you'd like this."
"you came back!"
"i like seeing you smile."
"i must warn you, i won't go easy on you this time."
"it's better to expect disappointment."
"sorry to put you through that. i guess i owe you one now."
"no way, i'm not doing that."
"it's you! you came for me."
"could you be happy here with me?"
"let me buy you another drink."
"why should i trust you?"
"he's only mostly dead."
"knowledge is power."
"i screwed up. i know."
"we're going to have to stay here tonight."
"help me choose something to wear?"
"i do care."
"i'm sorry, i'm not what you think i am."
"how many more people need to die before you're satisfied?"
"you scared me."
"just try to hang on."
"i risked my life for you!"
"two years later and you haven't changed."
"we're not so different after all."
"i need you to trust me."
"why are you being so stubborn?"
"you don't scare me."
"i'm scared of what you're becoming."
"you look like you just saw a ghost."
"that's quite a scratch you've got there."
"i've always hated it."
"this is the part where you leave."
"don't treat me like a child."
"you were talking in your sleep."
"what are you doing out here by yourself?"
"wait. i've heard that sound before."
"would it be alright if i borrowed this?"
"i think i have a bit more experience with this thing than you do."
"it's not stealing if it was mine to begin with."
"it's nothing personal."
"you were going to leave without saying goodbye?"
"i'll still be here when you wake up."
"don't you fucking dare!"
"you're lucky you're cute."
"it's too dark, i can't see anything."
"i swear it wasn't me."
"that is not an appropriate question to ask a lady you've just met."
"i've got your back, okay?"
"how long have i been asleep?"
"just who do you think you are?"
"i think i might've broken something..."
"i wish you'd take better care of yourself."
"is this what you wanted?"
"what do you want in exchange for it?"
"did you miss me?"
"i'm trying my best and it's not good enough."
"it's not safe for people to see us together."
"don't lie to me."
"i see a lot of myself in you."
"take a seat, we're gonna be here a while."
"i won't hate you. i know you think that's what you deserve but it's not."
"who do you fight for?"
"it's rare to see your kind around here."
"walk with me?"
"i know you better than you think."
"why did you bring me here?"
"what did you want to tell me?"
"you don't even know my name."
"it's nothing, i'm just tired."
"of course i care. you're my family."
"i didn't tell you because i was afraid... of losing you."
"where is my candy, you son of a bitch?"
"you want me to punch him in the face?"
"please... say something."
"who the hell invited you?"
"we need to be careful."
"i just wanted to say i'm sorry."
"we're locked in!"
"don't be naked. i'm coming in."
"do you ever get afraid?"
"you wouldn't understand."
"promise you'll say something if you need help?"
"where have you been?"
"there was blood everywhere."
"i just need to step away for a bit, get some fresh air."
"we're safe, aren't we?"
"how about a little midnight snack?"
"how many people have you killed? how many?"
"whatever you're going to ask, the answer is no."
"you look... amazing."
"this isn't just about you. it's about what's best for all of us."
"you owe me a dinner. a very nice dinner."
"in about a minute, you'll be sorry you didn't listen to me."
"i wish we never met."
"you're late."
"we all have secrets, don't we?"
"i know i have a right to be angry, but i don't want to be."
"i see you don't recognize me. well, it was a long time ago."
"you showing up here must be fate."
"some risks are worth taking."
"you've been so quiet. what's on your mind?"
"you must be lonesome over here by yourself."
"you're very kind. some day it'll get you killed."
"this seems... dangerous."
"snap out of it!"
"have you been following me?"
"you can't or you won't?"
"how long have you been standing there?"
"i'm sorry i didn't come sooner."
"we can't keep going on like this."
"i don't need your help."
"i think i'm getting sick."
"i know who you are. i know what you've done."
"please tell me you have a plan."
"i just wanted to see you smile again."
"can i ask... what happened?"
"tell me it's not true. please."
"would you run away with me?"
"don't look at me like that."
"wow, look who remembered my existence."
"why are you really here?"
"have a drink with me."
"life is about more than just surviving."
"treat me like the princess that i am!"
"it's a gift. i had it made for you."
"thank me after we get out of this alive."
"you're not human, are you?"
"are you kidding me? we're not 'fine'!"
"they're better off without me. but i guess that's their choice."
"are you lost too?"
"come on. it can't be that bad."
"i don't like this. it feels... wrong."
"will you stay with me? just for tonight."
"can i help you?"
"you don't need to protect me."
"you can't leave me here alone!"
"you can stay with me."
"quick, this way. before they see you."
"i think the power is out."
"did you ever care about me?"
"did you hear that? it sounded like a scream."
"being strong doesn't mean never asking for help or admitting you're in pain."
"i'm here to drink alone."
"i did warn you not to trust me."
"you could've just used the door."
"you know, i really hoped i'd never see this place again."
"nobody tells me what to do."
"why can't you tell me what's wrong?"
"i'm really not one for crowds."
"don't be so dramatic."
"something's coming."
"i just wanted to do something good for once."
"you don't have to shout at me!"
"forget about me. just save them."
"it's fine. nothing i haven't dealt with before."
"i guess it runs in the family, huh?"
"this isn't our fight. it's my fight."
"do you ever stop being so serious and dull?"
"i heard you were dead."
"i'm going to get you out of here."
"that's a terrible story."
"here, take this. you'll catch a cold."
"you slept with her, didn't you?"
"i had my suspicions, but until now i wasn't sure."
"evacuate the civilians, i'll buy you some time!"
"he was unconscious when i found him."
"you don't have to hold my hand."
"i'm not leaving you."
"you're not getting away this time."
"you're clearly not okay so stop bullshitting me."
"i would give my life to keep you safe."
"do you want me to go?"
"trust me, these people are not your friends."
"i guess it's my turn to thank you."
"i bought two. here."
"i need to go. i can't be here."
"it's four in the morning. what are you doing?"
"do you ever stop talking?"
"it's not going to be easy, you know."
"well, how do i look?"
"are you threatening me?"
"you can never admit when you're wrong!"
"may i have this dance?"
"he knows more than what he's telling us. much more."
"we can't fix this. can we?"
"count me out."
"i don't know. shut up. i'm not blushing."
"let go of me! i have to help them!"
"i won't let anyone hurt you."
"do you ever hear yourself?"
"i've never had any sort of family before."
"you look better in my clothes than i do."
"i'm still learning."
"oh, i get it. you're trying to weasel your way out of having to practice."
"death is a part of life. i accepted that a long time ago."
"you see everyone so clearly except yourself."
"is this seat taken? sorry, it's a bit crowded here."
"what are you smiling at?"
"we're in completely different leagues."
"what if i never see you again?"
"we should get a pet."
"don't touch me. get away from me."
"i want to be there when you get what's coming to you."
"i'll believe it when i see it."
"you're lucky that i found you when i did."
"you're not dating anyone, are you?"
"you're not alone. i'm here."
"i never want to see you again."
"we can just sit here, you don't have to talk."
"i could show you the way."
"do i frighten you?"
"i didn't realize you were in so much pain."
"well, this is where i live."
"i'll be here. when you're ready to talk."
"you refuse to tell me where you're going?"
"i've seen you before, walking by."
"was that a friend of yours?"
"i'll make you bleed."
"wait. did you hear that?"
"i'm not even going to pretend to understand what you're talking about."
"i made a mistake."
"why don't you just kill me?"
"it's a lullaby. would you like me to sing it to you? would that help you fall asleep?"
"i already made my decision, you're not going to change that."
"i thought you... i saw you get shot."
"take me with you."
"you look awful. what happened?"
"you knew and you didn't tell me?"
"you shouldn't insult people that are bigger than you."
"how about you let me show you around?"
"i'm just saying, murder is an option."
"what's that smug look for? you think you can do any better?"
"for some reason, i'm attracted to you."
"you defeated it? alone?"
"i didn't want you to see me like this."
"don't go. please."
"how do i know you're real?"
"rough day today?"
"seriously, what is that thing over there?!"
"i'm not sober enough to talk about this."
"you should've thought about that before you got into a fight."
"you like this, don't you? i remember you saying that."
"what now? i'm tired."
"it won't be easy, that's for sure."
"watch what you say. the trees have ears."
"can you forgive me?"
"just let me do this for you."
"why were they coming after you?"
"why are you talking like we'll never see each other again?"
"why did you help me?"
"would you like something for the pain?"
"why did you come?"
"you snore in your sleep. it's adorable."
"i'm glad i could share this with you."
"just admit it. we're lost."
"well, don't stand there in the rain. come on."
"i really thought you were gone this time."
"if you tell me yours, i'll tell you mine."
"are you... smelling me?"
"i have a spare bed."
"your plan's gonna get us all killed, and you know it."
"find someone else to listen to your problems."
"i promise i'll never hurt you again."
"where do you think you're going?"
"it appears my trusting nature got the better of me. it's happened before."
"how did you get this scar?"
"you stepped on my foot!"
"i'm not sorry."
"i don't know how you do this every day..."
"what did you wish for?"
"there's no turning back now."
"see? i'm not just a pretty face."
"i'm on your side."
"do you remember anything? at all?"
"you don't know who i am, do you?"
"please don't do this, don't act like you care."
"i just want to take it all back."
"am i not good enough?"
"i won't let them hurt you."
"i'm fine, let me see your arm."
"why can't you let me in? what are you so afraid of?"
"this is wrong."
"none of this would’ve happened if you had just listened to me!"
"don't run away from this."
"you wanna know what your problem is?"
"so why's it so important anyway?"
"i'm not here to talk about my feelings."
"close your eyes and hold out your hands."
"seems like i'm always saving your ass."
"let me help with that."
"you know you aren't allowed in here, right?"
"don't shut me out. please."
"fine. i'll help you but you have to help me."
"i don't need you to understand, i just need you to help me."
"i have to do this alone."
"i'm not talking to you when you're like this."
"i don't need you anymore."
"why did you wake me?"
"how many times have i told you? you can't visit me here."
"jealous? i'm not jealous!"
"this place is cursed... i can feel it."
"you need to stay still."
"i've been to many strange places... but this is a new one."
"dangerous to be out so late."
"don't make me go by myself."
"i can't leave you alone for one minute, can i?"
"we're wasting time."
"you... don't like me very much, do you?"
"i would never lie to you."
"give me one good reason why i should believe you."
"i'm not sure what i'm supposed to feel."
"you're about as intimidating as a butterfly."
"no more lies, no more secrets."
"do you wanna get out of here?"
"what did they do to you?"
"i don't go away if you ignore me."
"you don't know when to give up, do you?"
"i can't help you unless you talk to me."
"what was that for?"
"you can't just come into my life and go right out of it. i won't let you."
"think of it as a compliment."
"did you want to be alone?"
"who did you piss off this time?"
"you'll be no help to anyone if you run yourself into the ground."
"stop trying to figure everything out. just focus on now."
"are you saying you care about me?"
"i did what i had to do."
"what? no witty remark? nothing clever to say?"
"i don't think we're supposed to be in here."
"they have us surrounded!"
"i've come for you."
"promise me?"
"why are you looking at me like that?"
"you'll always have a home with me."
"i never meant to hurt you."
"i believe you."
"let me see that."
"you can relax. we're safe here."
"you have to go somewhere safe."
"we've been through a lot. i think we should just lay low and take it easy."
"when was the last time you ate something?"
"we have to leave, now!"
"i need your help... and you need mine."
"i wasn't flirting, i was being friendly."
"change isn't easy."
"there has to be another way."
"i don't care what they say about me."
"you've lost a lot of blood."
"you don't give a shit about me."
"you want me? here i am."
"i never wanted to hurt you."
"it's very rude to stare."
"i don't often get the chance to talk to someone like you."
"if you have something to say, spit it out."
"when was the last time you slept?"
"i can't do this without you."
"you're such a fucking coward."
"i'm not drunk enough for this."
"i hope you haven't been standing out in the cold this whole time."
"i wish i could hate you."
"why are you still here?"
"you're hot when you're angry."
"are you going to kill me?"
"i don't have a plan, but we'll figure it out."
"we can stop them. i can help you."
"i don't feel so good."
"promise me you won't overreact."
"is... that my shirt you're wearing?"
"you look like you need a hug."
"what do these symbols mean?"
"you can't decide what's best for someone else."
"i guess i should've told you."
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Disney Live Action Wardrobe: The Beast/Prince
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prince / knight shenanigans, bc @taaboh is always so good to me.
maybe  it’s  improper,  the  way  that  adam  is  watching  from  the  sidelines  as  the  soldiers  train.  maybe  he  should  be  upstairs,  working  on  something  more  befitting  of  NOBILITY.  god  knows  there’s  plenty  of  shit  his  father  would  LOVE  to  have  him  doing  —  but  adam  has  always  looked  for  any  opportunity  to  spite  the  old  man.  not  to  mention  the  fact  that  it’s  ...  ENTERTAINING  to  watch.  he  watched  the  training  even  as  a  boy,  but  nowadays,  his  reasonings  for  finding  it  so  intriguing  are  a  bit  DIFFERENT.  
takayuki  has  always  held  his  highness’  interest,  ever  since  they  were  children  :  the  boy  that  the  captain  of  the  guard  had  taken  in  as  his  protégé,  the  boy  that  was  so  close  to  the  prince’s  age.  had  it  really  been  a  surprise  that  childhood  friendship  had  turned  into  something  ELSE  as  they  grew  up?
he  knows  he’s  been  spotted  by  the  object  of  his  attention,  a  fact  that  has  a  boyish  grin  residing  on  handsome  features.  it’s  always  entertaining  once  takayuki  realizes  that  adam’s  watching  ;  even  now,  he  tries  to  IMPRESS  him,  even  in  something  as  simple  as  training,  as  if  he  hasn’t  already  gained  the  prince’s  favor  dozens  of  times.
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The warmth of a sincere smile gradually rises to Jinan’s own lips as he gives an quick but noticeable nod in agreement.
“That is very well put, y-Adam,” he stammers slightly, an awkward laugh fleeing his lips as he catches his mistake just a moment on time. “My apologies. It’ll take some adjusting to call you so informally, though, I do hope you’ll address me by name as well.”
With his hands clasping delicately in front of himself, Jinan takes several steps forward, closing the distance between himself and his fiance to a more comfortable distance. “I suppose since we’re tied to one another in such a profound way, we should use this time to our advantage. Get to know one another in a more proper manner. It’s not often people in our position get such an advantageous opportunity.”
Jinan pauses and offers a humored smile before adding, “It’ll give you some time to run if you change your mind about our engagement.”
Truthfully, he knows neither of them would do such a thing. This union is far too valuable for both countries, and it is their duties to put their people before their own preferences.
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the  prince  watches  his  betrothed  closely,  a  faint  smile  still  toying  at  his  lips  when  the  other  man  slips  up  on  the  name  calling.  he  understands  it.  though.  formality  is  a  hard  curse  to  break,  truly.  that’s  why  he  doesn’t  say  anything  when  the  other  apologizes,  instead  merely  brushing  it  off  with  a  shake  of  his  head.    
still,  when  jinan  steps  closer,  adam’s  smile  widens  into  something  more  genuine.  there’s  a  quiet  laugh  in  response  to  the  other  prince’s  words,  nodding  softly.  he  has  a  point.  if  they’re  going  to  be  tied  to  one  another  from  now  on,  they  really  must  get  to  know  one  another.  it’ll  make  everything  so  much  easier.  they  truly  are  lucky  to  have  been  allowed  to  meet  beforehand.  most  do  not  get  such  privileges,  only  meeting  on  the  wedding  day.
“  hmm  ...  i  doubt  i  shall  change  my  mind,  but  i  appreciate  the  gesture  nonetheless,  ”    adam  replies,  a  hint  of  boyish  amusement  in  blue  eyes.  still,  he  knows  that  jinan  is  right,  hence  why  he  glances  around,  adding,    “  would  you  like  to  go  for  a  walk  or  something  while  we  talk?  ”    fresh  air  does  wonders,  and  adam  KNOWS  there’s  undoubtedly  servants  lingering  around  outside  the  door,  just  TRYING  to  hear  how  the  two  princes  will  get  along.  it’s  stifling,  truth  be  told.
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he’d  been  WORRIED  about  this,  the  trip  to  the  winter  palace,  ever  since  it  was  first  mentioned.  these  are  the  people  he  used  to  mingle  with  ;  adam  knows  all  too  well  how  CRUEL  and  JUDGMENTAL  orlesians  can  be.  he  also  knew  that  all  eyes  would  be  on  gaea,  just  LOOKING  for  an  excuse  to  deem  her  unfit  to  lead  the  inquisition.  he  doesn’t  like  the  idea  of  being  the  thing  they  attack  her  for.  he’d  even  agreed  to  josephine  and  rutherford’s  idea  to  enter  separately  —  but  the  inquisitor  had  REFUSED.  
gaea  is  stubborn  ;  she  knows  what  she  wants  ;  she  does  what  she  thinks  in  her  heart  is  right.  that  is  why  she’s  the  best  person  for  this  job.  not  her  connection  to  the  fade,  no,  but  her  GENUINENESS.  how  many  of  the  rest  of  them  can  say  that?  how  many  of  the  rest  of  them  are  as  open-minded  as  her?
at  they  descend  the  stairs,  blue  eyes  flicker  from  the  staring  figures  to  gaea.  she  clings  to  his  arm,  and  he  knows  that  the  crowd  whispers.  she  is  stronger  than  he  is  ;  the  staring  and  whispers  do  not  frighten  her,  do  not  make  her  nervous  —  at  least,  not  visibly.  the  inquisitor  is  his  strength  tonight,  and  she  KNOWS  that.  she  offers  it  willingly.          
“  you  are  truly  the  strongest  of  us  all,  ”    adam  murmurs,  a  slight  smile  on  his  features  as  they  finally  join  the  crowd  beneath.    “  people  will  ask  intrusive  questions,  you  know.  about  the  inquisition  ;  about  the  avvar  ;  about  us.  they  will  try  to  slip  you  up  —  the  orlesian  nobility  are  a  scheming  bunch.  ”    after  all,  he  used  to  be  one  of  them  ;  he  already  can  imagine  the  things  they  started  whispering  upon  seeing  them,  upon  hearing  their  names.  
she had been given very strict instructions about the winter palace.   she had been told that,  considering her avvar origins as well as her attachment to adam,  gaea already had so many things working against her.   and when they were finished,  she knew she wasn’t going to follow what was said.   let them reject her for her people,  her love for spirits  (  for adam  ).   let them look upon individuals,   connected by the inquisition pin on their chests rather than drab uniforms.   let them know that the inquisition,  and its inquisitor,  would not bend to their desires  &  close-mindedless. back in haven,  she had saved both the templars  &  the mages. here,  she hopes to be as successful. but she’s not thinking about success,  as she stands at the top of the stairs with @evermxre​.   she’s thinking about how it had been suggested he enter through a side door.   that having a qunari as one of her most trusted people was already pushing it.   now,  with their arms looped together  &  their names loudly announced,  there is no way to hide as they descend.                 ❝ everyone’s staring at us. ❞   she tilts her head up towards him,  free hand curling around his bicep as her dress whispers behind them.                  ❝ good, ❞  gaea states,  expression open  &  affectionate.    ❝ let them.   i want them to see us,  as we are.   no hiding between us. ❞   in the beginning,  in haven,  she had allowed it.   but she can’t bring herself to care anymore about the opinions of others.   her love for him should never impact thoughts on her capabilities.   not after everything she has already done.    ❝ and if you get nervous,  just look at me. ❞
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WHAT HAPPENED TO YOU?
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he  doesn’t  trust  him.  not  in  the  slightest.  he  wishes  he  could  ;  in  other  circumstances,  adam  KNOWS  that  dorian  pavus  is  the  type  of  man  that  he  would  be  trying  his  damnedest  to  get  in  his  bed,  the  type  that  he’d  be  trying  his  hardest  to  win  over.  now  though,  it’s  not  that  SIMPLE.  it’s  not  dorian’s  fault.  technically  speaking,  the  man  has  done  NOTHING  to  him.  he’s  been  nothing  but  friendly,  nothing  but  CHARMING,  and  in  a  way,  adam  hates  him  for  it.
to  be  fair,  the  orlesian  doesn’t  particularly  trust  any  of  the  mages  at  skyhold.  it  just  happens  to  be  that  dorian  is  the  one  he  encounters  the  MOST  ;  it  just  happens  to  be  that  he’s  the  one  that  keeps  grabbing  his  attention.  dreadfully  inconvenient,  all  things  considered.  
he’s  in  the  library,  doing  his  best  to  keep  his  attention  on  whatever  book  he’s  currently  pursuing.  adam  knows  the  mage  is  watching  him  from  where  he  lingers  nearby  ;  he  can  feel  his  eyes  on  him.  doesn’t  dorian  have  something  else  to  be  doing?  shouldn’t  he  be  off  with  the  inquisitor  doing  something  instead  of  WATCHING  him?  
“  didn’t  anyone  ever  teach  you  that  it’s  not  polite  to  stare?  ”    adam  finally  asks,  masked  visage  never  once  rising  from  the  pages.  he  will  not  give  that  satisfaction.
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