A continuation after the events that happened in Viva-la-Luna's wonderful story doll. I wonder if Yori'yen and Rie'shka will ever find themselves thrown together again? [#TalesofTanjia belongs to @Sorachan]
I am SCREAMING!!!! Everything about this is perfect. I can't believe you even redid the outfit I made for Yori'yen (who, might I add, is ADORABLE when blushing :3c) The doll itself is just as amazing as the story below it, and I can't tell you how happy I am you made this. As for Rie'shka....well, I can say she doesn't think it WOULDN'T be interesting to be the Muse of such an...interesting nobleman ;)
Sugar, Honey, Ice Tea, y'all! Everything is finally posted to my satisfaction. I wish it was easier to post stories in the comments *whew* Hope you enjoy :)
"Oh," Vah'shy nodded in agreement. "An outing would be wonderful. You know," she smirked. "Yori'yen has been rather uninspired lately when writing his music and playing his lute." "He has," El'orie returned Vah'shy's mischievous grin. "Maybe Lady Sa'ahria can recommend a Muse that might help ignite his passion for music and song again." "Hm," Vah'shy looped her arm in El'ories'. "I have a feeling she can."
"Thank you," they replied in unison has he turned and disappeared down the hall. "Well, that was interesting." El'orie grinned at her best friend. "So, who is the Muse that inspired those flushed cheeks." Vah'shy chuckled, "Her name is Rie'shka. I do believe one of her patrons is Lady Sa'ahria." "Really," El'orie's midnight eyes sparkled. "Perhaps we should pay her a visit tomorrow?"
Yori'yen groaned. As much as he adored these women, he was tired of this conversation. "If you don't mind El'orie, may I stay the night? I am quite tired." "Of course," she smiled lovingly at him. "Jos'syan is in his study. Why don't you have a drink with him before going to bed?" "Thank you," he placed a quick kiss on his sister's forehead then a brotherly kiss on Vah'shy's hand as he unwrapped her arm from his. "I wish you both a blessed night."
"Brother," El'orie patted his arm. "You truly are the kindest soul I know. But I am afraid your heart has gown quite cold. You've been working so hard lately. Perhaps it's time to put yourself first." Yori'yen sighed, "Sister, I know. But I have so much I wish to accomplish. Once I gain some political ground I will find some time for myself." Vah'shy squeezed his hand. "And maybe someone for yourself?"
"What in Ki'Konia's name is going on here?" El'orie appeared at the end of the hall. "Jos'syan and I can hear you ranting on the other side of the house, Yori'yen." "Apparently," Vah'shy smiled slyly. "A beautiful Muse swooned into his arms and he somehow found offense." "Oh no," El'orie shook her head. "Please tell me you didn't offend her." Yori'yen's gaze fell to the ground. "We exchanged some words."
"Instead of a 'thank you for catching me,' I got crass remarks and--" Vah'shy interjected," And her name is?" "Rie'shka," Yori'yen felt his cheeks flood with heat. "The only thing that Muse inspired in me was exasperation. I thought Muses were supposed to be more docile and--" "Her eyes are?" "A silvery grey. You'd think she would use them to see where she was going. Never in my life have I ever--"
