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Natasha kept quiet for most of the interaction between the guards and Livia, though her stare lingered on the male as he struggled to choose the correct gesture to show his respect. Like he'd never had to perform such an action before. He seemed...familiar...to her. In a way she couldn't...

Livia's penchant for the details earned her a long sigh from Natasha. "Same thing." Her eyes rolled once again. "But I suppose that I will keep it in mind. Earning your mother's approval is my sole motivator in life, you know." She took the moment to imagine the dress she described in detail...

"I would never hurt a hair on your pretty little head, Liv." Natasha plucked one of the half blonde hairs from Livia's head and followed it up with a quiet "Whoops!" as she let it fall to the carriage floor. "Why would you not wish to celebrate your birthday? You love gifts- clothes, rings...

"He was great help...?" She peeked through the window as they passed the gates, quickly shutting the curtain as they came and went past the guards post. Sure, Livia's carriage was cleared to pass. Natasha, however, had no such luxury. "Huh...I guess people can be a bit surprising here. And all...

She knew he'd overcooked their food minutes ago, but hadn't the heart to tell him how to cook. Especially after he had spent so much time and effort preparing the odds and ends. Natasha would fare no better she figured. The girl had a rather extensive reputation for giving food poisoning not...

Mhm. I'm sure it is. A smile sat momentarily on Natasha's perpetually aloof face. She said nothing in return. As her mother once told her: Not my circus, not my monkeys. This would be a lesson Livia had to learn on her own. For Silas' sake, she hoped he could run fast. "So you introduce a...

"You had a year to think." Natasha was often blunt in her speech, but there was still a playfulness about her tone and a glimmer in her eyes that made it obvious that she was giving her friend 'shit' as they said. Lacing up her boots, she continued, "I think you should get her two gifts while...

Livia's wicked smile would be matched with Natasha's painfully innocent grin. "Have you two finally kissed or something?" She giggled. It had been far too long since they had the chance to chat boys. Although, Natasha really had nothing to contribute since Leander seemed to disappear like a...

Natasha examined the glass, half filled with a dark red wine and chuckled. Perhaps 'proper' was a subjective term, she thought, swirling the liquid around. It was indeed a glass. Properly made of glass, but perhaps not the proper glass Natasha would have chosen for this specific wine they had...

Natasha “Hm?” Natasha picked up her pace as Leander gestured for her to join him. There was no sense of urgency as she moved to step beside him, before they too would join Lumen and Ivan in their assault. As requested, she remained close enough to Leander for whatever he needed her for. She...

“Indeed they do.” She agreed with Leander as she continued to examine the dagger. As weird as it was, it was unremarkable. Nevertheless, she placed it in her pocket to show Horace if she remembered. She was not a woman of many words, and unfortunately not a woman of good memory either. She had...

“Eh?” Natasha looked back and forth between Leander and Horace for a moment before accepting their orders. “Very well, then.” She dismounted the horse and stood before Leander while she awaited some suggestion on where he thought they should look first. She watched his gaze shift to the ground...

It was rare for Natasha to be anything other than calm and composed. It was also rare for her to meet, or rather, serve someone so highly regarded. More often than not, she was sent out with her fellow classmates or some proctor who had no longer desired to be surrounded by the initiates. She...