A story that takes place long ago... [closed, incomplete]

[wanderingmonkey]

WHO: Princess Garnet (caged_canaries) and Zidane (wanderingmonkey)
WHAT: A little Christmas gift-giving!
WHERE: Garnet's yard.
WHEN: Just after this exchange.

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[caged_canaries]

As requested, Garnet had dressed in her finest: the silky white, ivy-embroidered gown and accessories from her homeland of Alexandria. As she stood in front of her full-length mirror to make necessary adjustments, an overwhelming feeling of nostalgia moved over her. She narrowed her eyes as her expression softened, and she smiled through the brief sadness. Whatever her people were doing, she was sure they were fine.

She adjusted her crown and smoothed out the wrinkles in the fabric of her gloves and finally left the room, stealing herself a glance into the quiet sky above as she passed by one of the hallway windows before moving downstairs. I wonder what Zidane has planned.... There wasn't much she could put past him. He was, after all, a master of most trades, wasn't he? Thievery, theatre-- the art of flirtation. At that thought, she paused on the last step. He's different now.

Swiftly, she moved across the lower rooms of the house, exhaling softly as she placed her hand on the front door handle, but she only paused briefly before pulling the door open to greet her friend with a warm, if nervous, smile. "Zidane."