༄ؘ ۪۪۫۫ : *ੈ✩| 𝐈𝐍 𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐂𝐇 erika armani and regulus black
must go through their school years learning and growing.
.・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。.
[marauders era] [regulus black x fem oc]...
AS THE SUN ROSE on a dewy July morning so, did the members of the Armani family. Erika being the first of the four to wake. The large floor to ceiling windows in her west wing bedroom overlooked the green wooded pastures behind their house. Although she didn't get to reap the benefits of viewing the sun rise, it was no bother to her, she preferred the sunset anyway. Turning herself over trying to savor her last few moments of shut eye, Erika's olive green silk nightgown rustled against sheets of similar fabric.
The beautiful baby blue color of the morning sky came into view, rikki had long given up on her last hour of rest and decided it was a sign to "better to start the day off now than waste it". Tossing her legs off the bed and slipping into soft house shoes, she made her way to the 4 windows opposite her bed. Opening the blinds ever so slightly to let a little bit of light in as she made her bed.
When she was done Erika stood in the doorway and looked over her room making sure everything was in place just the way she liked it. Then turned on her heel and left down the hall. Making her way through the long corridors of her families victorian manor, humming a soft tune.
Saying a quick good morning to her family's house elf, Lulu. Her small feet moved all the way to the imperial staircase, positioned in the center of her home. She quickly went down the stairs, and turned right towards her living room and out the ornately decorated screen doors to the patio.
Once she stepped outside the smell of fresh morning dew filled her nostrils, the sound of rushing water from the fountain just a few feet away, and the birds chirps of delight in her ears. Taking in the morning all at once, as she did most days for the past 11 years.
From a young age Erika was always taught to appreciate the beauty provided in nature. All the elements working as one to provide all living things peace. Her mother, Katia or Madam Armani to other, would sit outside with her for 20 minutes every morning. Combing out the gorgeous curls blessed upon her scalp, reading sweet little stories, or just enjoying each others presence. They would point out all the differences in the alder trees lining the back fields of their house. Birds would dart past them as though they were playing an intense game of chase, every single time one passed by the most charming laugh left the young girls lips.
