Recent content by Katja

"That's, kind of you… Thank you, Alistair," she said quietly, accepting the gesture with more weight than he could know. She wished, and an ache pooled in her chest at the thought, that he could come to Neus too. But his path led home, as hers did, and to say it aloud would be.. silly. "I...

That smile of his only made her chest ache sharper. Saints, she would miss him. She hadn’t realised it until now just how much, but the thought settled heavy between her ribs. The last people she’d missed were her parents, and she hadn’t seen them in so many years she could no longer picture...

It took Katja some time to calm herself, curling her toes into the cold stone floor as if it could anchor her, as if it could keep her from unravelling. She told herself to breathe, to move, to look. So she went searching. The vault was her first stop. Empty shelves, hollow spaces where...

Katja didn’t stir when Alistair lifted her from the chair, but instinctively she curled closer into the warmth of him, cheek brushing against his shoulder as she tucked her head into the crook of his neck and sighed softly. She shifted only slightly when he settled her onto the bed, brow...

Each to their own, though: There are no face claims, however, Avatars must represent your character. Welcome Darkbloom. :)

Katja’s lips curled behind the book, a smile flickering across her face as she caught him sneaking another glance at her. At least, it seemed that way. She couldn’t be entirely sure what he could see. He always had that calculating look about him, he saw things she couldn’t, even though it was...

Was that disappointment she felt when he did not insist they dance a little longer? That he had not offered a quiet don’t go just yet, or allowed his hand to hold onto her just before she could slip away completely? Nothing like being imprisoned in an evil mage’s manor to turn a girl into a...

Take your time Ozwald. I hope you find some chill time <3

Time slipped away, unnoticed and unimportant, as they swayed together in the quiet embrace of the music. There was no urgency, no expectation, only warmth, only presence. She had never had such presence. The world outside her own little bubble might as well have ceased to exist. Katja barely...

Katja’s fingers curled around his as he took her hand, and though she tried to act as though it were nothing, her heart gave an entirely traitorous little flutter. She tilted her head at his reasoning. That was the excuse he went with? She bit back a smirk. "Mhmm," she hummed, amusement warm...

Gods, the way he froze, wide eyed and utterly flustered. Perhaps, she had overstepped.. Katja bit the inside of her cheek, dropping her gaze as if suddenly fascinated by her bare feet. Her toes curled against the floor, and she exhaled a quiet laugh. "Oh, I won’t..." she murmured, voice softer...

Katja hadn’t been sure what to expect from him, but seeing him relax—enjoying himself, even for just a moment—was enough to make her own smile grow brighter. For all his grumbling and stiff movements, the man had a certain charm about him when he let go, even just a little. She felt a flush...

Katja’s felt the heat creep into her cheeks at what she assumed was a lie. She felt somewhat foolish, but it was a small thing, but she let herself believe it for the moment. She had learned long ago that sometimes, it was better to believe the small, kind things. The soft laughter that bubbled...

Katja simply stared for a moment, her brows lifting as she studied him as if searching for any hint of mockery. When she found none, her lips curled in amusement, something knowing flickering behind her eyes. Feeling guilty, was he? She hesitated only a moment before her face lit, and she...

Katja cast a quick glance toward Alistair, her smile flickering for just a moment before she turned away, spinning on her toes. “That’s alright, spoil sport… I’m used to being alone anyway,” she murmured with a shrug, lifting her arms as the melody carried her into another twirl. Her voice was...