Recent content by Arcadia

"At present, I must decline the offer. I hear such decisions are to be made with a clear head, and goodness knows I am not at all trustworthy of my thoughts..." Arcadia sighed, stopping herself from pinching the bridge of her nose and instead running a hand through her auburn locks that fell...

Her eyes widened, staring at the girl intently. Goodness, how did she not see it before? It was all obvious the more she looked at the girl and spotted all that distinguished the Krixus' of Vel Anir. Indeed, Arcadia had heard of him, had even met him briefly at whatever investment she had made...

Arcadia held her head high, ignoring the commotion and festivities pouring out from the pub. Lady Argante took a moment to respond, feeling as if this were truly the first time she needed to answer such a question, but in fact, she had been asked so many times, she wondered where to start. "I...

Arcadia's brows rose, wondering just whom her brother could be to have such an expectation on his sister to learn the connections of every noble house in Aniria. "Admirable, and quite practical to know the lay of the land in such a way." But the girl prattled on about the royal family, in...

How had she not seen that thing hiding beneath the hood? "Curious little creature!" It's small size was enough to have Arcadia softening at it. The name was an interesting one, but she had called the family hunting dogs all sorts of names at a younger age too. Although Cady liked to think...

Cady donned a pleasant expression. "Perhaps, but I found my lady's maid insufferable stuck with her in the carriage." But it seemed the challenge was enough to pique Arcadia's interest. She leveled the girl with a sly smile, her eyes brightening with intrigue. "I served in the Guard and seen...

Arcadia's face settled into a passive expression, steeling herself from the lack of manners the girl showed. She delicately set aside the cutlery she had been using to eat, her meal now finished, and as she began to dab at her mouth to ensure it was clean, the girl asked if there was interest...

"Mariana..." A pleasant smile spread at her lips, and Arcadia cleared her throat and held her hand out to the girl to make proper introductions. "I am Arcadia Argante, from Vel Redynne." Not many would know about Redynne, but perhaps they would know of the annual festivities that see the city...

Arcadia regarded the younger woman with intrigue, a smile stretching across her lips. "I must say, you do make a compelling argument there. I am intrigued." The vendor grinned, no doubt used to the girl's habit of spicing up her meal. The Lady cleared her throat, sat straight in her chair, and...

Arcadia always built an appetite when she was particularly annoyed, and the tantalising scent of marinated meats had lured the Lady to the stall. She had been offered a seat and a table, in which Arcadia believed her nice dress and her immaculate posture had clued the vendor of her status...

"... season just ended, but it is always important to be seen around Vel Anir so you are not forgotten..." Arcadia withdrew her gaze from the window to the carriage and fixated a narrowed gaze her lady maid's way. Belle paid no attention to her, and had kept up her incessant chatter that was...

Arcadia made a face. "I should return to my room. An exhilarating part of my day is tend to the estate books, in which my father told me was to be done even while I am much far from home at this present moment." Her smile was tight, a polite way to voice her opinions on her father. Standing...

Arcadia cleared her throat, all the protest she would make at Pawel's expense. She delighted in Krixus' greeting, a well poised smile awarded to him. Her gaze fell on the scientist, her smile widening at his introduction. "What a brilliant mind you have, sir." For Arcadia could see firsthand...

Arcadia turned to the young person that asked her a question. His overall naivety caused the young Lady to snort. Stepping away, she went to sit beside the gentleman that had received the affections of Marzi, ignoring his protests that the fur would only cover her nice outfit. "Well I am glad...

Arcadia waited for her maid to excuse herself and enter the establishment, leaving her alone with Marzipan. They both looked to Pawel, but Cady's smile was bordering feral. "I can certainly teach you that and a number of other things, sweet Wilhart." Her hand did not need to reach far to give...