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Yvoire did not like being here, but the sheer secrecy and presence of the market was not what had her put off. It was her guard, someone of the Nexus and sworn to protect the Day Court's Princess. She had ignored all concern for a Princess to even be here in these unhallowed halls, but she was a...

Her senses were sharpened over years of keeping an eye out for threats, of knowing when threats could manifest. She had been born a target, a royal, and the rebels would do anything to eliminate her. Yvoire chose not to cower in a protected tower, did not wish her cousin to be alone. At...

Yvoire scented the sidhe before her icy eyes fell on the petite figure. A smile of cunning lifted at her lips, but she soon turned it into pleasantness as she looked to Oakley's visage. "Has this looming war got you all tense? Or are you worried that those attending this event may not be of...

Yvoire followed the Queen if only to ensure that she was kept safe. Of course, she trusted those in the Nexus to protect her, but Yvoire was as silvertongued as they came. An influence she rarely used, but it was ready with every word that graced her lips. Her eyes went wide seeing the savage...

Her iced hues flicked from Oakley to the Princess of Night, returning to the male dancing with her. An amused smile crooked at her lips, and nodded at the explanation of games being played. Yvoire loved to toe the line of the games back home, especially those between members in power that wished...

Yvoire smiled at her cousin, glad to see her temper cooling and reverting back to the Gwyn she knew. "Alright, I can---" but her words were drowned out by the sounds of bells. It started with one, off in the distance, but over time they warned other sentry towers to ring their bells, until...

Yvoire dared to scoff and shake her head at her cousin. Did she not understand the legacy she was now part of continuing? "Marrying him means your heirs will be powerful. His strength and magic will only bolster our blood you pass onto your children. If you do not show intentions for this...

Yvoire kept her gaze on him, as was polite when making conversation. "Yvoire of Syndril, Princess of the Day Court." Amusement warmed her icy hues, the slight curve to her painted lips giving way of her stifled entertainment. "But I do like the sound of being a Lady. Sounds as if there is...

Yvoire quirked a brow at her cousin, amused. "Am I wrong, dear Cousin?" Yvoire challenged. They were alone, and yet Gwynevere was too easy to read her emotions. Perhaps she knew Gwyn too well to know when she was not happy, the heat be damned for being the cause of her restlessness. "We are...

Yvoire's smile grew into something sweet and gleeful, placing her hand in the offered hand he gave her. She did not correct him on her title, liking how it sounded coming from him in the first place. "Alliances can be won with more than just talk. Yes, I would love to dance." And she followed...

Icy, narrowed eyes fell on her cousin, but Yvoire made no offer of retort. It was not the first time the Queen asked her to make herself scarce. With a final smile and bow of her head to Micha, Yvoire walked on past them both. Perhaps she should be happy her cousin was not entirely rejecting...

Yvoire had her reasons for not liking Fionn, for he had spent many days growing up with her and Gwyn to be seen as a rival. He was betrothed to her cousin, he was to one day have her Gwynevere to himself in name and title as husband, and one day fill her belly with a child. He had always done...

Yvoire had to be impressed that her cousin could stare so long, the other makes the first approach. Perhaps she did not need Yvoire to make introductions when she seemed capable. The Princess was smiling before Micha could stand feet before them, and had to poise herself regally to keep from...

Delight lit up the young Princess' features. Amused. "Sun Queen, did you hear that?" The pale gourd would not know that every Spring at Equinox, the children would dress up and dance in hopes of being named the Sun Queen or King. Only once had Gwynevere won, and thrice for Yvoire. But Yvoire...

"Tell me, cousin, what is new with you? Is Syndril doing well?" Yvoire would have walked arm in arm with her cousin, just like they had always done during their younger years, but it was too hot to do so. Her russet hair had been pinned up in an elegant twist, but in this heat, it had begun to...