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Characters: Rasler, Ashe, open to Marquis Ondore
Progress: Ongoing~
Summary: The royal family enjoy the beach, their very first 'vacation'.
Location: Muruc Cashuac Skysea
Date: June, 1804
Warnings: Does baby cuteness count? It should, honestly.
Ashe was far less mortified than most princesses wearing that bikini would be. Upon enquiring about 'suitable attire' she had managed to find a two-piece which curiously resembled her old battle outfit, down to the hot pink briefs. Luckily, modesty wasn't all that high on any Dalmascan's list given the searing temperatures they were used to. With that in mind she finished dressing, stepped out onto the veranda, descended the steps to the beach and instantly felt sun's warmth awash over her skin. This heat was different, not like the desert dry. Here in the tropics a moisture lingered, hung in the air like a damp blanket. Taking in white sand and sparkling ocean laid out before her, Ashe could only acknowledge in her mind that the floating Skysea was truly the paradise her Uncle proclaimed it to be. Even the Phon Coast hadn't been this beautiful, and such thoughts had felt trivial back then.
Accepting Halim's offer of a short stay, she considered, had definitely been the right decision for her family. Needed.
Warm sand moulded itself to the contours of the princess' bare feet as she made her way toward husband and son, a grateful smile coming at the sight. They appeared to be enjoying themselves already, if Shain's giggles were anything to go by. Sure to take every measure to protect their baby's delicate skin from hot rays, the young couple had covered his squirming, laughing form with sun lotion (tickles being a favourite game) and adorned His Little Highness' head with a white fabric hat.
"I almost hesitate to disturb you," she smiled from behind the two, a slight breeze catching her hair.
Progress: Ongoing~
Summary: The royal family enjoy the beach, their very first 'vacation'.
Location: Muruc Cashuac Skysea
Date: June, 1804
Warnings: Does baby cuteness count? It should, honestly.
Ashe was far less mortified than most princesses wearing that bikini would be. Upon enquiring about 'suitable attire' she had managed to find a two-piece which curiously resembled her old battle outfit, down to the hot pink briefs. Luckily, modesty wasn't all that high on any Dalmascan's list given the searing temperatures they were used to. With that in mind she finished dressing, stepped out onto the veranda, descended the steps to the beach and instantly felt sun's warmth awash over her skin. This heat was different, not like the desert dry. Here in the tropics a moisture lingered, hung in the air like a damp blanket. Taking in white sand and sparkling ocean laid out before her, Ashe could only acknowledge in her mind that the floating Skysea was truly the paradise her Uncle proclaimed it to be. Even the Phon Coast hadn't been this beautiful, and such thoughts had felt trivial back then.
Accepting Halim's offer of a short stay, she considered, had definitely been the right decision for her family. Needed.
Warm sand moulded itself to the contours of the princess' bare feet as she made her way toward husband and son, a grateful smile coming at the sight. They appeared to be enjoying themselves already, if Shain's giggles were anything to go by. Sure to take every measure to protect their baby's delicate skin from hot rays, the young couple had covered his squirming, laughing form with sun lotion (tickles being a favourite game) and adorned His Little Highness' head with a white fabric hat.
"I almost hesitate to disturb you," she smiled from behind the two, a slight breeze catching her hair.