[ON HOLD] THROUGH MY FAULT ⸝⸝ SATORU GOJO

03 a good feeling

Hyperborean winds caressed the fluctuating curtains of your chambers after night had fully arrived, whispering over auric tapestry and caressing the silky sheets of your bed. Through your window passed silvery strings of moonlight, which immersed the ambient in a cadaveric, almost unrealistic glow. With your hands placed upon your knees, you absentmindedly accompanied the swinging of the fine fabric as it traced circular forms in the air.

Sitting on the corner of your large bed, you were surrounded by small mountains of roseate sheets, appearing to be a forgotten element amongst that unbothered universe. Inside your mind, however, your contemplations ran by in mercurial velocity.

Even if you had been immersed in your duties, you could not help but notice the way that your best friend escaped the few instances you shared throughout the day. She was out wine-tasting with her fiancé and she did not cross you in the halls of your stone-made home. It was a busy day for Kara, to say the least, and it was quite lonely without her- had you always depended on her to help you feel entertained throughout the day?

Two days until the ball and still you were timid about what might come for you.

You were still looking out your window when a knock resonated in your obscure chambers. At the intermission, you became startled, hugging your nightgown against your chest in a natural move to cover yourself up - what the court teaches you about female decency never truly leaves your mind. It was a huge shame for someone to see the princess so ridiculously exposed,

"Who is it?" You reluctantly questioned, slowly getting to your feet and walking towards the door. Behind you, the night stretched out above the village, bringing along the vague scent of the sea; underneath your feet, the stone was as cold as the water that crashed underneath the docks.

Your head peeks out of the entrance of your bedroom, locking eyes with your best friend. She greets you with a tired smile, "let's sneak out," she started, "your mother is asleep and it's the perfect night for stargazing."

"This late?" You inquire.

The younger girl nods. "When has that ever stopped you, princess?" She counters. "Come, grab a blanket and let's go!" She whispers enthusiastically. Quickly, you grab a light blanket from underneath your bedside table, wrapping it around your shoulders before allowing the dark-haired girl to grab your wrist as she silently leads you to the back of the castle.

Where the trees seem to surround the hill that both you and your best friend lay on, the constellations cascade through the evening sky. You could see the outline of the lake from where the both of you stood, with the blankets wrapped around your bodies, the wind fell swoop. In Kara's hands, she held a book; one she has been reading to you for quite a while now.

"We're in the final chapter," said Kara as she flipped to the page bookmarked with a red string, "the female lead is about to face her parents... this has gotten quite intense, hasn't it?" Kara giggles to herself, immersed in the novel's plot.

You hum at her comments, hugging the blanket tightly as you sit cross-legged next to her. "If my mother found out I was reading something that isn't as educational, she would scorn me." You joke while facing the dark-haired girl.

"What she won't know, won't hurt," Kara giggles, "now, page three-seventy..."

As a child, you had always been trapped within the suffocating walls of your cadaverous home. The idea of allowing you to venture the world outside of the castle was something that your mother deeply resented; the woman was well aware of the amount of hate and horrors that the people were capable of - toward the royal family, at that. Many still do not like the idea of the monarch even after your father's reign.