the golden age

[deepest_magic]

When the party has died down, Isabella, for one, is well and truly exhausted. She explores the palace until she finds a room with a bed in it, and into this bed she flops, still in her clothes and holding her staff and carrying the cordial in her pocket. She sleeps late, because the party kept her up so late and she hadn't really slept the night before; but around noon, she stirs, and gets up, and goes looking for James and wherever her backpack may have got to. The backpack she finds in the great hall where the principal mass of the party was; some enterprising creature took both bags from the battlefield at Beruna up to the castle for them, and she only wishes she knew who it was. She takes her bag to her room and carries James's with her and continues looking for her friend.

Comments

[neverbeatme]

"I don't not like it. And no, I have not been having the kind of conversations with Viridian that would lead to her getting me a," she gestures at the present. "Unless this is her way of saying 'this kissing thing your majesties are doing seems to be going well, maybe you'd like to try... non-kissing'."

[deepest_magic]

"I guess. I mean, it's probably less mortifying than her sitting us down and suggesting it, but wow."

[neverbeatme]

"It is way less mortifying than that! I am so much less mortified."

[deepest_magic]

Giggle.

"I bet there is a word for it but I don't really want to ask her."

[neverbeatme]

"Maybe I'll work up the courage to ask at some point. Until then, I guess I can just think of it as my Kingsday present."

[deepest_magic]

"It definitely is that!"

[neverbeatme]

"So, do we want to try non-kissing? With or without my Kingsday present being involved."

[deepest_magic]

"I mean, eventually? I didn't have a timeline in mind. But soon is - good."

[neverbeatme]

"I didn't have a timeline in mind either. But, yeah. I approve of soon."

[deepest_magic]

"And today is a special occasion, you may have noticed."

[neverbeatme]

"I had definitely noticed that!"

[deepest_magic]

The next morning, the queen wakes up in the king's bed.

Snuggle.

[neverbeatme]

Royal snuggles. They're very snuggly. James is pretty pleased about them. What a nice way to wake up.

[deepest_magic]

"G'morning."

[neverbeatme]

"Good morning. A viable contender for best morning."

[deepest_magic]

Giggle. "Definitely top five."

[neverbeatme]

"If I've had better mornings, I'm having trouble remembering them." Snuggle.

[deepest_magic]

"Well, there was the morning when we woke up and we'd won a war and we were king and queen, that was pretty great."

[neverbeatme]

"True. But I was eleven and my understanding of kissing was purely theoretical, whereas on this morning," kiss.

[deepest_magic]

Kiss!

[neverbeatme]

What an excellent morning.

[deepest_magic]

Definitely a candidate for best morning.

[neverbeatme]

Eventually they do have to get up and go attend to royal business, but James is in a noticeably cheerful mood all day.

Well, it is the day after Kingsday. People may safely conclude that she liked her presents.

[deepest_magic]

They were pretty good presents.

You know when else they get presents?

They get presents on Christmas, sitting cuddled up by a fireplace at midnight.

[pythbox]

Father Christmas arrives right on schedule.

"Merry Christmas," he says cheerily. "For you, Eve's Daughter, here is a new pocket-knife to replace your old one. It has a few clever little tools tucked away, and you needn't trouble yourself about sharpening it." He hands over a gorgeous little folded knife. "And here also is a new bag, which will carry more than you might think to look at it." He hands her a very tidy and practical messenger bag.