dream ♥ sixth

[suppressedtime]

Warning: Ridiculous amounts of fluff? Yeah, nothing really worthy of a warning here.
Effects: ... nothing but sure giddiness in this one. Simple and absolute delight that can only come from a child.
Filtered: Away from boat_lights. ♥

"... and this part, Sharon, is where the dashing knight rescues the princess from the castle she was kept in."

The bouncing

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[foreverdutiful]

[Possible time paradox on account of newness, but I couldn't resist o/;

Anton can empathize with being taught etiquette rather well, but that doesn't stop the dull annoyance of being reminded of the fake politeness he was constantly surrounded by. Still, none of that shows in his own, polite smile.]

... Forgive me for disturbing you, but was that... a dream?

[suppressedtime]

[lolol, s'all good. ♥

And she returns that guarded smile. Oh my, a new arrival?]

Oh, no disturbance at all. But you are correct. I'm afraid to say that sometimes the dreams of the residents here are broadcasted.

[foreverdutiful]

So I've been told. [hopefully] It's good to confirm it for myself, though.

[A pause]

But in that case, I do apologize for the invasion of privacy.

[suppressedtime]

There's nothing quite like gathering information for yourself, no?

[She smiles oh so innocently.]

It's nothing. Truly, one must become accustomed to it after some time here.

[foreverdutiful]

[He's not fooled by it. At all. At least she's not fawning over him, though.

A light chuckle.]

Then I suppose I should prepare myself, shouldn't I?

[suppressedtime]

[She fawns over no one. No one.]

Well, that is the bit of advice that I have to spare, sir.

Oh! But do forgive my lack of manners. I'm afraid I haven't introduced myself. My name is Sharon Rainsworth. It's a pleasure to make your acquaintance.

[foreverdutiful]

[Good. Now stop being unnaturally polite and Anton might actually think something of you.]

As it is mine, Miss Rainsworth. My name is Anton Herzen. I take it you come from a noble family?

[suppressedtime]

[But she's only doing what she was taught. :(]

That is correct, Mister Herzen. Is it truly so obvious?

[foreverdutiful]

[Anton's tired of people treating him that way, thanks. :|]

Your manners are certainly befitting of a noblewoman's daughter.

[It's... both a compliment and, for those who might understand how Anton thinks, an insult at once.]

That, and that man did call your mother 'my Lady' in your dream.

[suppressedtime]

He did, didn't he?

[A wistful little sigh.]

Well, I suppose I must express my gratitude, nonetheless. Your words are rather reassuring. I was almost afraid that I had been slacking in the maintenance of etiquette since I arrived here.

[foreverdutiful]

I assure you not, Miss Rainsworth. From the little we've spoken so far, I'm certain your mother would be proud of you.

[... He's technically being sincere.]

[suppressedtime]

[... now see, if she didn't suspect him so much, that could possibly be uplifting.]

You're far too kind, Mister Herzen. Nonetheless... I truly appreciate your opinion. I am glad to hear it.

[foreverdutiful]

[But he means well! D: In his eyes, she's doing very well.

After all, she's just like almost every other noble he's met in his life.]

Well, I hope it's not an uncommon opinion, at least.

[suppressedtime]

I hope for the same.

That said, I take it that you are familiar with high society as well, Mister Herzen? Might you have another title that I am perhaps neglecting?

[foreverdutiful]

[...]

Ah... yes. I would be the Duke of Folsense, although I suppose such a title means very little here.

[suppressedtime]

[She only offers him a smile at that.]

It means enough, I'm sure. I don't believe I've ever heard of Folsense, though I'm sure it's a lovely place.