REXANNA
paint my spirit gold
As Bastien put the hand to his chest and feigned dramatics, she laughed. “It’s so wasteful!” She whined, glancing to him as she explained more about her magic. Of course, Bastien had the right things to say, and she settled a bit at his agreement. “They were terrible, barbaric people.” She agreed. Everyday she had to fight the propaganda they had put out about her home and how terrible it was for the Asciends to continue to let it stand. But after everything, perhaps it settled with them too. Her home was no longer around, instead it had been sundered and abandoned. Ivory towers crumbling with the ruby hue of fire licking their bases. But she was here now, and she could do absolutely nothing about it.Luckily, the painting was a beautiful distraction. And as she complimented Bastien about it, she sat up slightly on the couch as he approached. Her eyes following him until he knelt just before the couch and kissed her fingers. Her cheeks reddened slightly and she laughed softly at his praise. “You flatter me.” She said after a moment, sitting up and leaning over to place a soft, gentle kiss on him. Bastien then mentioned the wine, to which Rexanna nodded a bit eagerly. “Yes!”
Swinging her legs off of the couch, she moved slightly to stand and retrieve the wine. As she did so, her legs brushed up gently against Bastien before she stood fully and moved back to the small table that had the wine. Picking up the bottle, she turned back to Bastien with a grin. “Ready to celebrate?” She asked him as her grin faded into a soft smile. Her eyes scanned his face, a hint of uncertainty within them. She didn’t know how much Ascending had changed him, and she wasn’t certain if he’d be able to enjoy wine like he used to. Despite that, it was new to him too. They’d be learning it together.
And something about being here with him, having said yes to a terrifying thingfor her, was incredibly exciting.
