Chapter Six ☾

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A/N: Hello everyone! I know it's been a while since my last update, but I've gotten pretty busy! I do plan to update next week on Saturday! The earrings on the slide are Carita's. I found them on tumblir and fell in love with them! You can find the earrings on thevintageangel.com Happy reading everyone~


I I had spent the remainder of the day in the garden. I am glad that I was able to spend some time alone with Father. It does not occur often that we are able to spend time with one another. He is often busy to meetings with other Noble families or charming objects for a number of clients. Also, he attends gatherings at the Kings court. Now, Thane often attends gathers with Father because he will succeed the House.

However, that will not occur for some time, but Father wants Thane to be prepared for when his succession occurs. I am currently in my bedroom preparing for Thane's binding ceremony. A wave of sadness spreads throughout my being. This may be the last time I am able to spend time with my Father. He has always been a busy man, but he made time to spend with Mother, Thane, Estrellita and I. When we were children Father would often take Thane, Estrellita and I to play near the Sea.

Now, I sat in the small wooden chair near my vanity. I leaned backwards and looked out of my window. The sky is now a dim orange and blue as the sunsets. The Sea appears pale blue and orange due to the sun. The waves have calmed down and are rather small, which causes a sense of calm to ease my sadness. Azalea had styled my hair into a bun that is pinned to the mid section of head. Small delicate purple and white flowers are weaved around my hair as a crown.

A stray white flower was pinned into the left side of my heavy bangs. The hairpiece compliments the gown Azalea helped me into. The gown is sleeveless with a sweetheart neckline. The color is soft champagne and the bust is beaded with purple, pink and champagne beads. The bottom of the gown is chiffon and flows out delicately. There is a slit on the left side of my gown that begins under my knee. A simple pair of champagne sandals compliments my gown.

I hear a soft set of footsteps and smile as I turn around to see Azalea. She truly looks lovely with her blonde hair in a side braid. I helped her weave soft blue and white daises in her hair. A delicate soft blue gown clung to her body. Transparent butterfly sleeves were decorated with white beads. Her soft pink rouge lips were smiling at me. "You look absolutely lovely Azalea," I said as I stood up from the small wooden vanity chair. "Thank you Carita! You look lovely as well!" We suddenly burst into a small fit of giggles. A sudden knock could be heard as the door knob began to turn.

As the door opened I saw my brother Thane stand near the doorframe. He stands at the same height as Father, but is more muscular. His short light brown hair is neatly in place for a change. Thane's hair is typically a mess even though it is short. I suppose he attempted to properly maintain his hair due to the binding ceremony. His hazel eyes are filled with happiness and excitement. He has on a sleeveless white evening shirt, black evening trousers, and black boots.

"Carita!" exclaimed Thane as he walked towards me. His loud booming voice echoed throughout the room. "Thane! I thought you had left for the temple." He approached me and wrapped his arms around my waist. He lifted me into the air and began to twirl me.

His sudden action caused me to giggle softly. Azalea excused herself as Thane continued to twirl me. My dear elder brother truly does have an immature bone in his body at times. Azalea had promised to arrive at the temple with her Mother and siblings, so it is acceptable that she made her departure.

After a few minutes Thane gently placed me down on the ground. Once my feet reached the ground I began to feel slightly dizzy. He held onto my waist to steady my balance. "You are correct, I should have left for the temple. However, I want to give you something. A gift" I wonder what he could possibly want to give me.

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