it's astronomy (we're two worlds apart)

family pictures

is Santana flirting with Quinn?
depends who you ask.
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Quinn waits for Santana to stop looking around the room with wide eyes.
"We can move on, if you want." She offers, trying to see what Santana sees. It's just a room. Yes, it's probably bigger than average, and has quite a lot of fancy ornaments and paintings. But still.
Just a room.

"Yeah, sure." Santana follows Quinn through the doorway, and down the corridor. The castle is warmer than she had expected. Though it seems stupid that she had assumed it would be cold- when you're royalty, obviously you can afford heating.

"This is the dining room. I'm, uhm, not sure how it will work. If you eat with us, or the other staff."
Santana had forgotten that there were other people who worked for the family. She wonders where they are? Is there secret passages running around the castle, so the Fabray's don't have to see them?

Surely not. Queen Judy, she's nice enough. She made eye contact with Santana, and was polite (even though she forgot her name). As for Quinn, she's sweet, and just seems like a regular teenage girl (apart from the title and her castle).

"Is everything okay?" Quinn asks from the room, turning to see Santana deep in thought in the doorway.
"Yeah, fine. I was just wondering- is there servants passages or something? I mean, it's a pretty old castle. There must be some."

If Santana was any closer, she would see something flash over Quinn's face. An expression like a smile, or a silent laugh.

But she's still in the doorway, so she doesn't see anything happen.

"Yeah, but they're mostly bricked up. I used to look for them, when I was younger."

An image appears in Santana's head, of Quinn as a child. All blonde hair and shy smiles, tiptoeing around a castle that seems too big for her. It's a world away from how Santana grew up.

"Where do you sit?" Santana asks, standing at the other side of the table from Quinn.
"It depends. I sit there if the sun is setting-" she points to a seat opposite the window-"so I can watch, or there if it's extra cold." She points to a seat beside the fireplace, though there's no fire on right now.
"What if your siblings are here? Isn't there like, five of them?" Santana asks.
"Six. One girl, five boys. Uhm, if they're here, then I pretend to be ill and eat in my room."
"God. Are they full on?"
"Yes. Wait, that sounds bad."

Quinn's never been asked what she thinks of her siblings before, which is why she says her first answer that comes to mind, without filtering it.
But Santana's smiling a little, and she's tilted her head to the side a little.

"Don't worry. I won't tell your mom." She fake whispers, leaning towards Quinn, who blushes a little in return. She mirrors Santana's position; hands flat on the table, leaning in.

It would appear to some that Santana is flirting with the princess.
However, Quinn hasn't realised.
Maybe Santana hasn't realised either.

"I guess, sometimes, they're a bit much. It's just that they're very loud, and confident, and have big families. And-" she's about to say another thing, the statement that plays in her head every time someone mentions them or she sees them.

But she just met Santana today, and she doesn't want to scare her away, or make things awkward.
"And...?" Santana's still watching her. But Quinn shrugs, and turns away.
"Nothing. I forgot what I was going to say." She goes to the door, turns.
"I can show you the bathrooms now? They're on the next floor, and that leads us to my bedroom."
"Cool."

They meet one of the staff on the stairs. It's the main staircase, the one that appears on the Fabray's instagram every few months. In December, there's two Christmas trees on either side, artfully decorated in gold and red.