| Oh how she wanted to lean in, to kiss her forehead for EVEN a moment. . . |
My dearest Castorice.
Know that you are loved. You are seen, and you are accepted in the feelings you have bore for me.
You have been kept at arm's left by everyone since you arrived. . .
Not by choice, but because of that terrible burden you bear.
A weight you've dragged step, by step.
So it makes sense Castorice, that this flood gate opening is something beyond what you expected.
--
It's. . . difficult.
( Holding back such raw emotions, especially when being glanced upon by one whom had been part of the intensity of said emotions, it was a struggle, but Castorice still did her best to comply.
It was easier, when Aglaea's gentle touch kept warding the -
Easy now Castorice.
| She would chuckle, gently brushing her thumb underneath each eye she saw those tears ready to burst from as she gave her such a gentle smile. |
I would hate to see these cheeks stained with tears.
You're far too beautiful to be wasting them on this.
--
( Hearing Aglaea say that, it broke open the dam that was her self control, and how such showed clear as day across her face. )
I - I. . . I could never have imagined such to happen. . .
( Her tone trembled, almost as if tears threatened to spill free. )
Aglaea, I. . . adore -
Well. . . I doubt anything could really change how I feel about you Castorice.
You were a ember, that I cradled into a beautiful flame, and I am happy that you feel such a way about me.
| She would place her hand upon Castorice's head, stroking the other's head
--
( She shook her head slowly, despite Aglaea's hand still against the side of her cheek. )
I wanted to repay your kindness, but this. . . this was something else entirely.
The more time I spent around you, the more I felt it; this strong desire to be closer. But I knew that if -
I never wanted you to feel as though you owed me, or felt a sense of obligation to fulfill the wants I had in my heart.
To me? I wanted you to only rise and chase after your own ambitions Castorice.
| She would say with such a soft spoken tone of voice.|
--
!!!
( To say such caught Castorice off guard would be an understatement; to her, their dynamic had been the type that she truly assumed Aglaea held nothing but affection towards her as a protector of sorts.
She'd been the reason Castorice made it into the city, after all. -
| She slowly leans down, and moving her hand up, she places two fingers on the other's forehead, before kissing them. An indirect kiss to that woman's forehead. |
I would never deny such feelings. For I adore you more than you know.
| There was silence, as she let the confession ruminate in her mind. Closing her eyes, embracing the feelings that stirred within her chest before she gave Castorice such a soft nod. |
I can see why you struggled. . .
My poor Castorice.
--
Ah -
( She could feel heat rolling down her spine, even as she tried so desperately to keep her gaze locked with Aglaea's. Such was difficult like this, especially when she could also feel how flushed she'd become. )
Y - You did no such thing. I just. . . I was afraid, you -
| Aglaea's smile was soft, and her expression was softer as she would continue brush that thumb against the other's cheek. Over, and over as she listened to Castorice's words. . . |
Why would you never dare speak such things? . . .
--
( Her breath caught in her throat as Aglaea approached, her hand gentle against Castorice's face. The way it cradled her cheek, the coolness of the fabric felt through the heat of her fact, it was a comfort that almost calmed her entirely. )
I - I. . . didn't ever intend to -
I am flattered Castorice.
| She would say with a soft smile on her face as she stood up, and began to walk towards the other. Standing right in front of her. The height difference was obvious as day.
--
( She heard it before she found the courage to look back, that moment of silence before Aglaea had begun to speak.
Goodness, could her cheeks get any brighter? )
I - I. . . well, I will be honest, I don't remember exactly when it happened. . .
( Her hands clasped at her -
| The Goldweaver stopped her weaving, and looked right at the other with a rather. . . look of surprise. The imbuing process would have to wait. . . |
I'm sorry. . . She isn't me?
| It was clear she finally caught on before
--
N - No, it -
( Brims pressed together for a moment, Castorice struggling against her embarrassment in such a crucial moment. It took a few seconds to actually reply, clearing her throat before glancing intentionally off to one side.
Meeting Aglaea's gaze in such a moment. . . -
glowed a soft shade of golden tint. |
Of course. . . It isn't often one can even see that woman. So it is a mystery in itself how you managed a crush on her.
Oh? Of course.
Miss Hysilens must be the one who catches your eye.
Given her stature.
| She would say with a soft nod, as she would begin to weave that golden thread deeper into the silken, imbuing it with her essence properly now. It even
--
I - I. . .
( This was bad. Aglaea asking her about such things was one thing, but the way her expression gleamed with curiosity had her own remaining that fervent rosy hue.
It was really hard to be subtle in front of the other woman, after all. . . )
A - Ah, no, while I hold -
I do wonder. . . who do you have eyes for Castorice?
| She would say sitting down as she began to weave in those golden threads into this fabric. A hum. Delicate was every sweep of those fingers against the softness. |
Hmmm. . . Is it perhaps miss Hyacine?
--
M - Mm. . . if it is possible, I would very much like to be a part of that. . .
( That look in Aglaea's eye made Castorice's stomach do flips; maybe it was because, given everything she'd already accomplished here, she believed that the Goldweaver could actually make this come -