Recent content by Vittoria Larrainth

Vittoria supposed the real test of Kael's mettle was through demonstration. It was his nose and warning that pulled her from that imagination, of the bloodshed and carnage she would soon perform, and that the fact someone lay ahead north east, cutting across the road they were following...

It had been quite a time since she felt irritation due to another's mere presence, but Vittoria was now feeling that way once more in regards to Kael. There was something strange about him, and she wondered briefly if it were because he was not grown from a young age to fight like a great many...

Vittoria's gaze cut to him with an icy edge. Her lips skewed to one side, as if caught between a smirk and a sneer. "Gloating is beneath me, Kael. You are not attuned to people as I had thought you to be if you mistook my brand of kindness and thoughtfulness to be gloating." And she stared at...

Vittoria's lips lifted at the corners. "Except, we do not need to know why they are here, Kael." She shifted to stand upright once again, turning to face hhim. There was something there in her gaze, something rarely shown until she began courting Kilien. It was a warning, a harbinger. "Our...

It was a question that sparked quite a delight within her. Her gaze flicked to the side, preceding her head moving in his direction, and Vittoria gave him a small smile of amusement. "Hard to decide, you see, Kael." There were exciting notions to both options, but of course, they would need to...

Vittoria's face was impassive as she overlooked from the man made wooden tower of the outpost the Anirians had constructed. It had been abandoned once the forces had advanced further into Cortosi land, but it served as shelter as the Initiate and her partner were tasked with a mission. She had...

Patience was one of the first lessons taught to a young Vittoria Sky Larrainth. It made her smart. It made her careful. It also made her unnerving when others became to lose stray wits. When it came to interrogations, to extract informstion from lips trained to keep tight, patience was always...

Vittoria smiled at him, breathing a soft laugh as she did her best at cleaning her hands wit&h a cloth napkin from the picnic basket. She then reached for a book, presenting him with the dark blue leather cover before turning the spine towards him so he could read the title: The Vixen and All...

Vittoria lightly brushed fingers at his beard to help the crumbs fall from their perch there. Then her fingers traced the crumbs that clung to his mouth, a small smile on her lips as she took her time helping him clean up. Lastly, her thumb brushed over his lips to brush the non-existent crumbs...

Vittoria held the treat in both hands. Drawing it closer to her mouth, her lups curled back to bare her teeth before they ooened wide and sank through with a satisfying bite. The chocolate had begun to melt, and the stickiness of the marshmallow clung to her upper lid as she began to chew. Her...

"Very." And she gave a long, contented sigh as her eyes watched the sweet treat new to Aniria become charred just as Kilien had demonstrated. "The confectioner told me it goes best with chocolate, fruit, and a sweet cracker. Do we roast those too?"

Vittoria kept her dagger out regardless. She crossed her arms as he draped his jacket around her, providing more warmth than the campfire did and gave her a whiff of something woody and musky, the scent she often smelled on him. As her eyes watched as he went to procure them sticks for roasting...

His quick solution made her stare st him, frowning that she had not thought of one sooner. Kilien was smooth with his kiss to her cheek, filling her with enough fluttering emotions to pull her out from her thoughts. She brightened a fraction at the thought of his jacket, and perhaps being in...

Vittoria visibly jumped in her place, almost falling backwards but her hands caught her as Kilien had shocked her with yelling and invoking Proctor Karkenov's name. "Kilien." She stared at him, eyes wide like a fawn caught in the forest. She had never stayed out past curfew before, had toed...

Vittoria emptied the basket onto the blanket, filling the small space between them with carefully picked food items for their night. Cheese, crackers, small amount of fruits, cakes, and a pot and kettle suited for campfire. If he wanted tea or the hot chocolate, then at least they had option for...