locked to darkseal

[hevring]

[Truthfully speaking, this Ball was nothing more than a glorified dance class in Linhardt's mind. They were practically obligated to attend and partake, dancing with people and exchanging smiles and pleasantries; a ball like this was at least somewhat important to the nobility, Linhardt was sure, but as far as he was concerned? He had no business here, and the first chance he could get out, he took gladly.

He wasn't altogether sure about where to go, honestly; he could certainly just turn in for the night on his bed, or get back to his crest research, but there was another curiosity that he wanted to take a look at; the Goddess Tower. The details were a little fuzzy in Linhardt's mind, but he had heard some so-called rumors about what happened within the tower. Something interesting would happen if two people entered the tower...was it that they would be blessed by the Goddess if they shared a vow, or that they would be cursed for defiling her tower? Linhardt couldn't really recall off the top of his head, as it wasn't a topic that interested him too much, but...well, it was an interesting research opportunity and there was certainly a first time for everything.

But of course, he knew very well he wasn't exactly destined for much in the love department. As far as he was concerned, the Goddess Tower would be a once in a lifetime napping spot, and Linhardt intended to take the bait. It was surprisingly quiet, though he didn't doubt that there were people waiting to come in and try to find their 'true love', as they would likely call it. Linhardt finds his way to a nice spot within the tower, settling himself in for what's likely to be an interesting sleep, if nothing else.

Who knows, maybe he'll get to eavesdrop on some unlucky sap within the tower before he nods off, or perhaps even hear someone find the love of their life. The latter would certainly be a nice thought, for one of the others, perhaps. That would at least be interesting to hear...]

Comments

[darkseal]

[He holds Linhardt tightly, almost as if he's afraid to let go.]

Of course. I would expect nothing less. I will remain Her Majesty's right hand until she has no need for my services anymore. With an era of peace, I can only imagine that the day may come sooner than I imagine.

[There are certainly problems that can be solved with murder, and it isn't as though they're free from war forever. There are still potential threats, but they don't seem as immediate right now.]

Still, thank you. I doubt I could do this without you at my side.

[He doesn't want to imagine it.]

[hevring]

That is what we will do, then. Until that day of peace arrives, and then...we can nap freely, and deeply.

[Linhardt is more than happy to be held so tightly--he almost always says it, but Hubert is truly so warm that it's so lovely. He could spend the rest of his life like this, with his fiance...

...And the more he thinks about it, the more he's giddy to soon call this man his husband...gods, that'll be a hell of a day.]

It's no trouble, Hubert. It's much the same for me. I wouldn't want to be anywhere else in the world. [...He is starting to feel a little cold in his dancer outfit and it's showing, though, brr. He's just kinda gonna cuddle Hubert a bit for warmth.] ...Well, except maybe in a room, curling up with you, but...I'm rather enjoying being in here again. I simply regret not changing; taking a nap in here like I've always wanted will prove to be a harder endeavor than I thought.

[darkseal]

[That gets a soft laugh out of him, and he moves to scoop Linhardt up easily.]

Come, then. Let's find somewhere a little warmer. You can come back here and nap whenever you'd like. For now... For now, I'd like to be selfish, and keep you with me.

[...]

I suppose I can let you walk once we're back downstairs, if you'd prefer.

[Unless you are absolutely fine showing off in front of everyone, which he doesn't mind at all right now.]

[hevring]

[O-oh...that is very attractive and Linhardt's more than happy to allow it, holy shit. He hooks his arms around Hubert's neck with no intention of letting go, cuddling into him all the easier.]

Oh, absolutely not. I don't ever want to leave those wonderfully strong arms of yours...at least, not until we get to the destination you have in mind. You have my complete permission to be selfish with me, my love...

[Linhardt's absolutely here to show off and be shown off. Have at, Hubert. Though, he does chuckle--]

Will you sweep me off my feet like this again, when we're walking down the aisles? This is quite fun...

[He's practically giddy as he lets himself relax in Hubert's arms.]

[darkseal]

If you'll allow it. I certainly wouldn't mind showing off my incredibly handsome partner.

[He keeps Linhardt held tightly to him as he descends the stairs, and doesn't hesitate at all as he enters the main hall again. There are stares, certainly, but he doesn't give any of them a passing glance or thought (aside from Her Majesty, who gets the briefest nod) before he's already headed out.]

Would you prefer it if we stayed in your room tonight or mine?

[Because separating is absolutely out of the question.]

[hevring]

Of course.

[Linhardt himself keeps something of an eye on the people as they enter the main hall, though he only pays attention to those relevant, in his eyes--though he does think he heard Sylvain whistling, if nothing else, he gives Marianne the briefest of smiles, and waves at Annette and Mercedes when they wave at him (enthusiastically, in Annette's case, bless her soul)--but otherwise, he's more than here for being comfortable and shown off.

Hubert's question does get a bit of a pause in consideration...]

Let's stay in yours; I've been quite happy to play host a few times, after all, but I've always wanted to spend the night in that room of yours... [Ah.] May we stop by mine first, however? I ought to get changed into something a little more comfortable than this.

[...]

Unless you'd like me to stay in this...

[There's the hint of a smirk on Linhardt's face when he says that.]

[darkseal]

Mm, a difficult decision...

[He does sound like he's thinking it over while he ascends the stairs of the dormitories.]

You'll need to bring Nyx, so you might as well bring a change of clothes with you in case you decide you want to change later.

[...But you're definitely keeping the dancer outfit for now!! It's delivered in the same tone as usual, as though he's discussing business, but the smirk and the beginnings of a blush give him away all too easily.]

[hevring]

[Oh...Linhardt actually chuckles at that--he actually wasn't expecting Hubert to be so fond of the attire, but...

Linhardt's starting to mind less and less, and nods his head in response. He sees that smirk and flush, and it's all too tempting to go up and pepper his face with kisses...]

Mmm, you know, when you put it like that... [Linhardt chuckles a bit, lowering his voice.] You make it sound like you don't want me to at all, you know. Do you really like it that much?

[That's definitely rather openly flirtatious, to say the least. Linhardt's not used to taking that tone, but...well, maybe he wants to see if he can fluster Hubert a bit.]

[darkseal]

I did tell you that I'm rather fond of it. You make it look incredible.

[It's sort of embarrassing, but he can't really say he minds any. Not right now, anyway.

Of course, they come to Linhardt's room shortly and he stops to let Linhardt down.]

Gather whatever you'd like to bring. With any luck, we won't be disturbed tomorrow morning.

[Luck has absolutely nothing to do with it, he knows Her Majesty won't bother them.]