eyes can't shine unless there's something burning bright behind
Aurelia raises surprised brows up at Wessex's scoff, to which her expression hardens with deeper thought. "Well... maybe not now, but once upon a time... I might've deserved it," she admits, billowing out a heavy sigh as she follows the instructions to keep her fingers moving. They waggle free of Wessex's grip, which is cold but somehow comforting - perhaps it's the sentiment behind it. Aurelia breathes hot brath across her knuckles and joints as she goes, pausing only to listen.
"My home world didn't have kings and queens except in fairy tales," she states simply, though there's a longing in her voice for those simpler times when fairy tales seemed so real. Now they're just surreal. "but I suppose that's still different."
At Wessex's incredulous statement about not knowing who she is, Aurelia shakes her head with uncertainty. "Do you know every single person beneath you?" She prompts, almost in challenge. She is used to authority not having a care for those beneath them, and so she has always made a point not to care, either... It's not so surprising she's missed the memo on Wessex being a Queen.
"My home world didn't have kings and queens except in fairy tales," she states simply, though there's a longing in her voice for those simpler times when fairy tales seemed so real. Now they're just surreal. "but I suppose that's still different."
At Wessex's incredulous statement about not knowing who she is, Aurelia shakes her head with uncertainty. "Do you know every single person beneath you?" She prompts, almost in challenge. She is used to authority not having a care for those beneath them, and so she has always made a point not to care, either... It's not so surprising she's missed the memo on Wessex being a Queen.
Aurelia
