𝑪𝒊𝒏𝒅𝒆𝒓𝒆𝒍𝒍𝒂.
❝ If you keep on 𝒃𝒆𝒍𝒊𝒆𝒗𝒊𝒏𝒈,
the 𝒅𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒎 that you wish will come 𝒕𝒓𝒖𝒆. ❞
❧ an independent portrayal of Cinderella, painter in 1800s London, affiliated with @DisneyInDespair, no ships, #DinD.
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@PIRATEWITCHER — smirk with a slight one of her own, Syanna accepted the bottle offering, though did not yet guide it up towards her lips.
"Tell me, is it ale? Wine? Poison?" Asked the ravennete beauty, piercing blue eyes locking with those of the Captain.
@PIRATEWITCHER Syanna had indeed noticed the difference in height between them, the moment her feet met the wooden deck beneath her. She was not intimidated, however, as she had previously run with men as tall as mountains (not quite, but tall nonetheless).
Mirroring the other woman's —
CIRI, 𝒁𝒊𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒆𝒍.
❝ This is my story, not yours.
You must let me finish telling it. ❞
» the witcher, game based, mature themes within, no ships/lewd.
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@PIRATEWITCHER — there; she was certain her ability to sway men so easily was down to her cursed blood... it was something she enjoyed thoroughly.
"I will come down, but only because I assume you are the Captain of this ship—" Spoke Syanna, starting to climb her way down the mast. —
@PIRATEWITCHER « legs at the ankles as she leans against the large wooden beam around which the crows nest was built.
"As for your men, I am far from hopeless. I run with many, as rowdy as I assume yours are. I would be able to handle it, whether it be with »
@TheDuchcss « over at her, prior to once more turning her attention back to the lake.
"Long indeed," muttered the raven-haired woman, avoiding her sister's gaze. Their latest argument had Syanna's blood boiling, and she had not yet calmed down.
@TheDuchcss « mercenaries... but it is something she wanted to achieve alone, especially after the number of arguments she and the Duchess would have.
When Annarietta greeted Syanna upon one of her visits to the lush palace gardens, Syanna simply glanced »
@ZealousBlade « company she kept at present.
"You already found your way into my bed, Mikael, how far do you wish your flattery to take you?" mused Syanna, releasing his hand to instead wrap her fingers around his bicep as he accompanied her outside of the »