[And with that began a courting experience that Marianne had to convince herself, daily, wasn't a dream.
Hubert and Marianne were rather quiet people, after all; there weren't many who knew of the fact they were courting one another. She was more than content with small, quiet dates and the like that they took throughout the next couple weeks; things that could wouldn't raise brows. Marianne liked it that way, personally. She was never fond of great, overtly noble or extravagant gestures, not at all. So the fact that they spent quiet time together was something that made Marianne all the happier; they could hold hands and enjoy each other's company, and nobody would be the wiser for it.
Of course, there were some that managed to get to the bottom of what was going on; Dorothea and Hilda had more than noticed Marianne lacking the petals that were choked out of her, and they wondered if she had gotten her feelings removed. Marianne tried to deflect the subject to no avail, and with their persistence, they found out about her status with Hubert and congratulated her. It was the most embarrassing moment of Marianne's life, and yet, she's glad nobody else caught on.
(She can't help but feel Edelgard's eyes on her sometimes, but maybe that's just her imagination.)
Of course, the problems started with the announcement of the White Heron Cup. Representatives from each house were being chosen to compete, and Byleth had decided to choose Marianne of all people to represent them. Of all the things...it wasn't as if Marianne hadn't been taught to dance. The sole problem with it is that she wasn't any good at it. Try as her many teachers, her parents, and her adoptive father might, she had two left feet and she couldn't go a few steps without stepping on someone's foot.
Even with Byleth's teaching--and they were a noticeably far more gentle teacher--Marianne's confidence wasn't high that she could pull this off for the Black Eagles. Even so, she still wanted to try--Marianne wanted to at least find a way to do this right, and maybe bring her new house victory.
It's what sees her wandering around the monastery, looking for Hubert today. She will be looking in quite a few areas--the library, the stables, the training grounds--but if she doesn't find him, she'll be making a trip over to his room to knock on the door of his room. Which...she most likely had to do some trial and error in door knocking to find in the first place, but. Listen. She's far too shy to actually ask okay.]
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Hubert and Marianne were rather quiet people, after all; there weren't many who knew of the fact they were courting one another. She was more than content with small, quiet dates and the like that they took throughout the next couple weeks; things that could wouldn't raise brows. Marianne liked it that way, personally. She was never fond of great, overtly noble or extravagant gestures, not at all. So the fact that they spent quiet time together was something that made Marianne all the happier; they could hold hands and enjoy each other's company, and nobody would be the wiser for it.
Of course, there were some that managed to get to the bottom of what was going on; Dorothea and Hilda had more than noticed Marianne lacking the petals that were choked out of her, and they wondered if she had gotten her feelings removed. Marianne tried to deflect the subject to no avail, and with their persistence, they found out about her status with Hubert and congratulated her. It was the most embarrassing moment of Marianne's life, and yet, she's glad nobody else caught on.
(She can't help but feel Edelgard's eyes on her sometimes, but maybe that's just her imagination.)
Of course, the problems started with the announcement of the White Heron Cup. Representatives from each house were being chosen to compete, and Byleth had decided to choose Marianne of all people to represent them. Of all the things...it wasn't as if Marianne hadn't been taught to dance. The sole problem with it is that she wasn't any good at it. Try as her many teachers, her parents, and her adoptive father might, she had two left feet and she couldn't go a few steps without stepping on someone's foot.
Even with Byleth's teaching--and they were a noticeably far more gentle teacher--Marianne's confidence wasn't high that she could pull this off for the Black Eagles. Even so, she still wanted to try--Marianne wanted to at least find a way to do this right, and maybe bring her new house victory.
It's what sees her wandering around the monastery, looking for Hubert today. She will be looking in quite a few areas--the library, the stables, the training grounds--but if she doesn't find him, she'll be making a trip over to his room to knock on the door of his room. Which...she most likely had to do some trial and error in door knocking to find in the first place, but. Listen. She's far too shy to actually ask okay.]