Talen Falk | Naive ✘ Empathetic ✘ Fickle
Everything was still a little off, the room had stopped spinning though her throat felt cracked and dry. Her head was still slightly throbbing, but it was something she could ignore. What she could not ignore was the obvious tension between the two men. Adrian looked haughty, and annoyed with Nik's presence while the other man looked like he was trying to cover up just how furious he was with the situation. “No, it was no bother at all. I was worried and not expecting anything of this nature on the first day of training,” Her apology was waved off as he came to stand beside her bed; and while it was not directed at her the pointed edge in his voice made the witch flinch. But, then his voice was back to the way it normally was with her. Warm, protective... A sort of soothing that she could feel in her very bones. "Please don’t worry, I'm alright. The headache is going away." She promised. "I'm alright. Not very hungry or anything." To be honest, Talen felt like if she ate anything, it'd only get thrown back up. Her stomach was twisted and slightly nauseous. She had hardly answered when Adrian cut back in, reminding the young witch there was another presence in her room.
"There is still more that needs to be accomplished today and most of the day has passed. I have to get her magic under control, especially as her energy is practically bursting at the seams.” Upon hearing that the redhead tried to sit up, to slide out of bed though Nik gently put his hand on her shoulder, silently indicating she should lay back down. The two men were staring- rather glaring would be more appropriate at one another. Adrian's colorful gaze was obviously annoyed as he crossed his arms, clearly not pleased with Nik's interference in whatever plans he had for Talen. Meanwhile, Nik was calm. Eerily calm, his gaze was hard, and his lips were firmly pressed together. His shoulders were stiff, and when he spoke there was a rough growl behind his words. “No, she needs to rest. You can continue tomorrow.” There would be no arguing with that tone, and Adrian seemed to concede to the alpha; a frustrated groan leaving his throat as he threw his hands up with agitation. “Fine, I will take my leave for the day and leave Talen with some reading material on spells."
At this she perked up, and despite the rocky start everyone seemed to be off to, was rather eager. He motioned to a pile of books on the table near the fire, and she nodded. Once he left, she'd get right to studying whatever Adrian left her. "If anything, Talen, you must complete that before I see you tomorrow. I will be staying in the cabin at the edge of the village if you wish to speak with me. Please, take care of yourself.” The witch nodded, "I will. I'll see you tomorrow for training." She bade, and shortly thereafter he was gone, the door quietly shutting behind him and leaving the witch and the wolf alone. Once Adrian was gone that hard edge fell to worry in his eyes as Nik turned back to her. “I’m not quite fond of him,” Nikolai admitted, and Talen had to bite her lip to keep from chuckling. "I noted. Adrian likely means well. But it’s what I’m here for, isn’t it? To learn?"
Leaning back on her pillows, she offered a small smile. She herself was apprehensive of going back to training tomorrow- but Adrian said today was necessary, she simply hoped the rest of her training wouldn’t be as painful. The room felt small, yet cozy between the two and recalling that he hadn’t budged from her side according to Adrian she felt her heart skip a beat. ”Did you really stay this whole time?” Curiosity tinged her tone as Talen rested her gaze on the wolf. This struck her as unusually kind. When she fell ill back in the human village people would visit throughout the day- but none would remain constantly by her side. ”I’m sorry. The day must of been wasted. I’m sure you’re behind on your own work now. There’s not a lot of time before…” Talen’s voice trailed off, in discomfort. She disliked even thinking what would happen once the two packs fought.
She shifted, trying to sit up a little straighter on her bed, though her body ached. There was an odd sensation of her finger tips almost… tingling. Perhaps Adrian had been right in suggesting more training. Gods forbid she have a magic outburst. Was that even a thing? God she had so many questions for Adrian tomorrow, but perhaps the books would yield an insight to her newly unlocked abilities. Outside it was getting late, and perhaps if Nik left now he could catch up on whatever she’d caused him to miss today. Blinking wearily, she stifled a yawn behind her hand before slowly sliding to her feet to retrieve the books Adrian left behind. ”Today was a lot, but it’s necessary for what’s coming Nikolai. I can’t afford to be a burden to you, or any of your wolves during any fights; I have to uphold my end of our bargain. I can’t ask you not to worry- but I can ask you to trust me. I’m not as breakable as I seem; and I want to do this.”
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Colton Tattersall | Stoic ✘ Amiable ✘ Impulsive
Elaine was no shortage of surprises- this much Colton was reminded of when she agreed to come in. So long as he turn around. ”As you command.” He promised, swiveling about in the water so his back was faced to her. He found himself forgetting about the Khollager reserve, and was shocked that his wife was comfortable enough to partake in his shenanigans, as his mother would say. A small smirk touched on his lips at the thought of his mother finding out about this aquatic venture. She’d be utterly displeased with him. She’d was already going to be upset that he skipped their dancing lessons. Shrugging it off the Basileus was jogged out of his thoughts when he heard the splashing of someone swimming towards him. Figuring that she was in enough that he could turn back around, Colton spun to face her; his eyes nearly the same shade as the water. “I cannot believe that we are truly doing this. Oh, Heavens forbid that our mothers find out about this,”
He chuckled the sound bouncing around them as he lazily tread the water. ”I swear you were just reading my mind. If my mother finds out, she’ll probably refuse to take dinner with us for a few weeks. If your mother finds out- I may have to flee the country for fear of my life.” He joked, gaze twinkling. His streak of mischief seemed to be infectious as Elaine’s gaze brightened, and he was caught off guard as she splashed him. He made a sort of spluttering noise and a knee-jerk reaction pulled back a bit. Realizing what was happening Colton snickered; he never got to do this with his siblings. Or really anyone. His life had been mostly work, working to become a suitable heir, working to bring peace to his people, and to Elaine’s people.
Most of the time he forgot to just take a breather, to take a rest and have some fun. He’d been raised with the ideology that fun wasn't’t a luxury he could afford. And he most subscribed to that idea; but today was an exception. “Oh, I apologize, my love. I didn’t realize,” She gasped, regarding him with a contrived, playful air of innocence. ”Alright, you asked for it!” He exclaimed, laughing as they engaged in a war that at the end of the day would have no casualties. Beneath the summer sun the king and his betrothed laid various thalassic attacks on one another. For the first time in a long, long time he didn’t feel the potent sting of urgency to end this war. To bring a new age to his people. Instead, he could truly just be as common and carefree as the next man as the two played beneath the sun’s rays. Elaine was quick as an eel, the spray of their watery splashes often clashing against one another. By the time they called a ceasefire, he was out of breath, laughing and positively grinning like a fool.
He liked this side of Elaine. To see her carefree, happy, and Colton wanted to swear to her that he’d always try to keep things this way between them. However, he felt something that somber would ruin the mood; so instead he quietly swore that to himself. “You put up an honorable fight, Colton,” She stated, gracefully swimming nearer to him. ”I find little can match your strategic mind, and quick maneuvers.” He said in a mockingly grave voice. His grand mood was evident from how utterly relaxed he looked. There was no subtle shadow of worry behind his gaze, and his brows were creased with thought as they usually were. They had been out there a while, he knew the sun was on the verge of beginning on it’s final descent, giving away to night. If they weren’t back before dark; Mother would likely send guards as a search party. And if there was one thing he did not want, it was for anyone besides him and Elaine to figure out this
“I think we should head back to the castle now before either of us catches an illness.” He nodded his agreement- gods forbid either of them be sick on their wedding day. He’d feel like a fool should that happen. Feeling there was time for at least one more antic, Colton quietly submerged himself beneath the waters. It was easy enough to swim towards her, and moving rather swiftly he firmly yet gently wrapped his arms around Elaine’s waist, and surging up from the water lifted his bride up into the air as he broke the surface. She looked panicked as she was lifted up to the air. Her hands instinctively found his shoulders as she stared down at him- and upon realizing what was going on, relaxed. He half-expected to be scolded as he set her back down into the water, but thankfully she didn’t seem to be terribly upset with him. Instead she chuckled, admitting that he’d startled her. He was about to apologize when he noted just how close they were. He could practically feel her heartbeat against his chest, and for a moment his own stuttered.
Merton, Tattersall, fake marriage- none of that mattered to him in that moment. In that moment, where the lake seemed near magical, reflecting the orange and pink lights of the setting sun and sky- it was real for Colton. He acted impulsively, without any caution as he wrapped an arm around her waist, holding her to him as his other hand tilted her face up to him. Giving her enough time to pull away, Colton lightly brushed his lips against her’s- and when she didn’t pull away deepened the kiss. The Basileus would of thought with all the time he’d been spending with Elaine; he would of been prepared. In truth however- he was not. He hadn’t imagined how soft she’d feel against him, and how delicate her lips felt beneath his. A sort of fire broke in his brain, searing away any rational thought. It wasn’t until he’d pulled away from breath did he realize what exactly he had done. Almost immediately he felt shame burning his cheeks. Elaine from what he knew, was uncomfortable by such affections and god forbid he’d just ruined their marriage, which he was now remembering was political, by a kiss she didn’t want. ”E-Elaine I’m so sorry. I know you’re uncomfortable by this type of action- I just…. You.” He stumbled in his wording for probably the first time since meeting her, groping for the right way to put that she was beautiful and he’d quietly been adoring her since that time she’d held his dying brother’s hand. ”I’m sorry.” He finally settled for, averting her gaze.
Everything was still a little off, the room had stopped spinning though her throat felt cracked and dry. Her head was still slightly throbbing, but it was something she could ignore. What she could not ignore was the obvious tension between the two men. Adrian looked haughty, and annoyed with Nik's presence while the other man looked like he was trying to cover up just how furious he was with the situation. “No, it was no bother at all. I was worried and not expecting anything of this nature on the first day of training,” Her apology was waved off as he came to stand beside her bed; and while it was not directed at her the pointed edge in his voice made the witch flinch. But, then his voice was back to the way it normally was with her. Warm, protective... A sort of soothing that she could feel in her very bones. "Please don’t worry, I'm alright. The headache is going away." She promised. "I'm alright. Not very hungry or anything." To be honest, Talen felt like if she ate anything, it'd only get thrown back up. Her stomach was twisted and slightly nauseous. She had hardly answered when Adrian cut back in, reminding the young witch there was another presence in her room.
"There is still more that needs to be accomplished today and most of the day has passed. I have to get her magic under control, especially as her energy is practically bursting at the seams.” Upon hearing that the redhead tried to sit up, to slide out of bed though Nik gently put his hand on her shoulder, silently indicating she should lay back down. The two men were staring- rather glaring would be more appropriate at one another. Adrian's colorful gaze was obviously annoyed as he crossed his arms, clearly not pleased with Nik's interference in whatever plans he had for Talen. Meanwhile, Nik was calm. Eerily calm, his gaze was hard, and his lips were firmly pressed together. His shoulders were stiff, and when he spoke there was a rough growl behind his words. “No, she needs to rest. You can continue tomorrow.” There would be no arguing with that tone, and Adrian seemed to concede to the alpha; a frustrated groan leaving his throat as he threw his hands up with agitation. “Fine, I will take my leave for the day and leave Talen with some reading material on spells."
At this she perked up, and despite the rocky start everyone seemed to be off to, was rather eager. He motioned to a pile of books on the table near the fire, and she nodded. Once he left, she'd get right to studying whatever Adrian left her. "If anything, Talen, you must complete that before I see you tomorrow. I will be staying in the cabin at the edge of the village if you wish to speak with me. Please, take care of yourself.” The witch nodded, "I will. I'll see you tomorrow for training." She bade, and shortly thereafter he was gone, the door quietly shutting behind him and leaving the witch and the wolf alone. Once Adrian was gone that hard edge fell to worry in his eyes as Nik turned back to her. “I’m not quite fond of him,” Nikolai admitted, and Talen had to bite her lip to keep from chuckling. "I noted. Adrian likely means well. But it’s what I’m here for, isn’t it? To learn?"
Leaning back on her pillows, she offered a small smile. She herself was apprehensive of going back to training tomorrow- but Adrian said today was necessary, she simply hoped the rest of her training wouldn’t be as painful. The room felt small, yet cozy between the two and recalling that he hadn’t budged from her side according to Adrian she felt her heart skip a beat. ”Did you really stay this whole time?” Curiosity tinged her tone as Talen rested her gaze on the wolf. This struck her as unusually kind. When she fell ill back in the human village people would visit throughout the day- but none would remain constantly by her side. ”I’m sorry. The day must of been wasted. I’m sure you’re behind on your own work now. There’s not a lot of time before…” Talen’s voice trailed off, in discomfort. She disliked even thinking what would happen once the two packs fought.
She shifted, trying to sit up a little straighter on her bed, though her body ached. There was an odd sensation of her finger tips almost… tingling. Perhaps Adrian had been right in suggesting more training. Gods forbid she have a magic outburst. Was that even a thing? God she had so many questions for Adrian tomorrow, but perhaps the books would yield an insight to her newly unlocked abilities. Outside it was getting late, and perhaps if Nik left now he could catch up on whatever she’d caused him to miss today. Blinking wearily, she stifled a yawn behind her hand before slowly sliding to her feet to retrieve the books Adrian left behind. ”Today was a lot, but it’s necessary for what’s coming Nikolai. I can’t afford to be a burden to you, or any of your wolves during any fights; I have to uphold my end of our bargain. I can’t ask you not to worry- but I can ask you to trust me. I’m not as breakable as I seem; and I want to do this.”
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Colton Tattersall | Stoic ✘ Amiable ✘ Impulsive
Elaine was no shortage of surprises- this much Colton was reminded of when she agreed to come in. So long as he turn around. ”As you command.” He promised, swiveling about in the water so his back was faced to her. He found himself forgetting about the Khollager reserve, and was shocked that his wife was comfortable enough to partake in his shenanigans, as his mother would say. A small smirk touched on his lips at the thought of his mother finding out about this aquatic venture. She’d be utterly displeased with him. She’d was already going to be upset that he skipped their dancing lessons. Shrugging it off the Basileus was jogged out of his thoughts when he heard the splashing of someone swimming towards him. Figuring that she was in enough that he could turn back around, Colton spun to face her; his eyes nearly the same shade as the water. “I cannot believe that we are truly doing this. Oh, Heavens forbid that our mothers find out about this,”
He chuckled the sound bouncing around them as he lazily tread the water. ”I swear you were just reading my mind. If my mother finds out, she’ll probably refuse to take dinner with us for a few weeks. If your mother finds out- I may have to flee the country for fear of my life.” He joked, gaze twinkling. His streak of mischief seemed to be infectious as Elaine’s gaze brightened, and he was caught off guard as she splashed him. He made a sort of spluttering noise and a knee-jerk reaction pulled back a bit. Realizing what was happening Colton snickered; he never got to do this with his siblings. Or really anyone. His life had been mostly work, working to become a suitable heir, working to bring peace to his people, and to Elaine’s people.
Most of the time he forgot to just take a breather, to take a rest and have some fun. He’d been raised with the ideology that fun wasn't’t a luxury he could afford. And he most subscribed to that idea; but today was an exception. “Oh, I apologize, my love. I didn’t realize,” She gasped, regarding him with a contrived, playful air of innocence. ”Alright, you asked for it!” He exclaimed, laughing as they engaged in a war that at the end of the day would have no casualties. Beneath the summer sun the king and his betrothed laid various thalassic attacks on one another. For the first time in a long, long time he didn’t feel the potent sting of urgency to end this war. To bring a new age to his people. Instead, he could truly just be as common and carefree as the next man as the two played beneath the sun’s rays. Elaine was quick as an eel, the spray of their watery splashes often clashing against one another. By the time they called a ceasefire, he was out of breath, laughing and positively grinning like a fool.
He liked this side of Elaine. To see her carefree, happy, and Colton wanted to swear to her that he’d always try to keep things this way between them. However, he felt something that somber would ruin the mood; so instead he quietly swore that to himself. “You put up an honorable fight, Colton,” She stated, gracefully swimming nearer to him. ”I find little can match your strategic mind, and quick maneuvers.” He said in a mockingly grave voice. His grand mood was evident from how utterly relaxed he looked. There was no subtle shadow of worry behind his gaze, and his brows were creased with thought as they usually were. They had been out there a while, he knew the sun was on the verge of beginning on it’s final descent, giving away to night. If they weren’t back before dark; Mother would likely send guards as a search party. And if there was one thing he did not want, it was for anyone besides him and Elaine to figure out this
“I think we should head back to the castle now before either of us catches an illness.” He nodded his agreement- gods forbid either of them be sick on their wedding day. He’d feel like a fool should that happen. Feeling there was time for at least one more antic, Colton quietly submerged himself beneath the waters. It was easy enough to swim towards her, and moving rather swiftly he firmly yet gently wrapped his arms around Elaine’s waist, and surging up from the water lifted his bride up into the air as he broke the surface. She looked panicked as she was lifted up to the air. Her hands instinctively found his shoulders as she stared down at him- and upon realizing what was going on, relaxed. He half-expected to be scolded as he set her back down into the water, but thankfully she didn’t seem to be terribly upset with him. Instead she chuckled, admitting that he’d startled her. He was about to apologize when he noted just how close they were. He could practically feel her heartbeat against his chest, and for a moment his own stuttered.
Merton, Tattersall, fake marriage- none of that mattered to him in that moment. In that moment, where the lake seemed near magical, reflecting the orange and pink lights of the setting sun and sky- it was real for Colton. He acted impulsively, without any caution as he wrapped an arm around her waist, holding her to him as his other hand tilted her face up to him. Giving her enough time to pull away, Colton lightly brushed his lips against her’s- and when she didn’t pull away deepened the kiss. The Basileus would of thought with all the time he’d been spending with Elaine; he would of been prepared. In truth however- he was not. He hadn’t imagined how soft she’d feel against him, and how delicate her lips felt beneath his. A sort of fire broke in his brain, searing away any rational thought. It wasn’t until he’d pulled away from breath did he realize what exactly he had done. Almost immediately he felt shame burning his cheeks. Elaine from what he knew, was uncomfortable by such affections and god forbid he’d just ruined their marriage, which he was now remembering was political, by a kiss she didn’t want. ”E-Elaine I’m so sorry. I know you’re uncomfortable by this type of action- I just…. You.” He stumbled in his wording for probably the first time since meeting her, groping for the right way to put that she was beautiful and he’d quietly been adoring her since that time she’d held his dying brother’s hand. ”I’m sorry.” He finally settled for, averting her gaze.
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