Tarian's POV:"Hello lovelies, welcome to Ivy's! Would you like to sit inside or outside?", A young woman, a waitress, asks both of us. She was pretty: fair skin, long brown tresses, and delicate viridescent eyes. Her mint green eyes lingered on me for longer, making me smirk and look at Amira who gave her a 'are you kidding?' glare. Look like our fierce tigress has found her prey eh? Lets see how long this lasts.
"Yes thank you, darling", I look at Amira who was still staring daggers at the woman before I tapped her elbow softly, snapping her attention back to me. Once I got her full attention, I asked, "Would you like to sit inside or outside Amira?"
"Outside"
I smiled and nodded, saying, "A table outside under the name of: Tarian Siles". I watched as her wispy emerald eyes widened as she gasped and started rambling nervously , "Your Majesty! I-I mean.. of course.. I-I can do that for you. grinned and said, " Calm down love, you're alright. Do not treat me differently, treat me as a new comer".
The woman physically relaxed and walked behind the desk and grabbed 2 menus, , saying as brightly as she walked in front of us , "Okay you two, follow me this way!". Amira and I followed behind her, but the fierce Amira who made witty and outrageously vulgar jokes left and right was awfully quiet. Her eyes staring daggers into the woman's back. Interesting... I have to say hearing her so quiet is quite unnerving but I know she'll give me a chock full when we sit down at our table.
We walk outside and we are met with the beautiful gardens, something that reminded me of Devika, this is a place she would've absolutely adored. I kept walking when I suddenly felt her presence disappear from my side, quirking a brow I turn to see Amira: her stern face contorting to awe and pure amazement, her caramel eyes shining like stars as she let out a gasp . "You fancy it?", I asked fighting the smile itching to cross my lips. Amira looked at me and questioned with a bright smile, "Where'd you find this place? It's absolutely enchanting".
I grin, gesturing to her to continue walking which is a gesture she quickly took and met my walking pace as she walked by my side, "So will you reveal to me your secrets on how you found this place or not?", She asked in a curious tone. I shrug, shoving my hands in the pockets of my jacket and say, "I overheard two members of the House of Commons talk about it. I heard that it had opened 2 months ago, and I've always wanted to take someone but never had the chance to". Amira hummed before she said teasingly, "So this is you admitting that this is a date? In the most nonchalant way possible?". I scoff, feeling my heart rate exhilarating in my chest and shake my head, "No, what made you possibly get that idea?".
"You literally just said that you were planning on taking someone here, and its a pretty perfect spot for a date"
"That proves nothing, love"
"Oh yeah, well using context clues-"
"Okay ladies, here we are", the waitress chirps gleefully setting down our napkins and menus on a beautifully set table by a old fountain that had ferns and plants growing under it. "Thank you love, say what's your name? I've got to say that your service has been exemplary so far, I'd like to tell the manager of this beauty of a café of your work ethic" I hummed charmingly, throwing on my flirtatiousness.
The woman's cheeks flushed red as she said, "My name's Klarissa, Klarissa Hitchkins". I smile, nodding my head and said, "Well Klarissa, you're doing an amazing job love". She smiled, rubbing her elbow before Amira sat down first giving her another glare. I grinned to myself, before sitting down in the seat in front of her.
"Your server will be right out, enjoy you two!"
"Okay, we will! thank you!", Amira says in a dismissive tone, a small (but fake) smile crossing her lips as she watched Klarissa walk away before her smile faded and was soon replaced with an annoyed frown as she looked at me, "Really? Flirting up the waitress?". Annnnddd here we go, I called it. I tilted my head, grinning as I unfolded the delicate napkin and set it down on my lap.
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met-a-noia
RomanceMetanoia -(met-uh-NOI-uh)• Greek -Noun -Meaning; The journey of completely transforming one's body, mind, soul, or way of life. -------------------------- Tarian Silas is a 21 year old, English woman born and raised in England, raised to become Qu...