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OOC Note: Thread is closed, and a collaboration between @Zyvun , @Kyle , and myself.
IC:
2 January 2020
7:02 am
On a Thursday
Býkonsviði International Airport, Prydania
Tobias was nervous, but in a good way to be sure. His and Alycia’s honeymoon awaited. He stood there in a dark grey sports jacket, matching slacks, and a white shirt, folded sunglasses hanging from his unbuttoned collar, as the private jet was prepped for flight.
Of course there was much to be excited for. He would get a chance to see a country he’d never seen before- it was an experience he still treasured whenever it happened. Such options were never really open to him living in war-torn Austurland. Beyond that, it was a chance to get to know his extended family.
Above all else, however, it was his time to spend with his wife, and hers with him. He looked over at her with a warm, loving gaze and smiled.
“This is going to sound so incredibly lame” he said with a chuckle.
“But you know what I can’t wait to do? Just fall asleep with you on the beach.” That simple act alone said everything he wanted to say; no press, no urgency. Just him, his wife, and paradise.
Alycia smiled and rested against him. She was wearing a white and black trimmed frilly blouse and a long frilly black skirt.
“You, warm sand and the sound of ocean waves. I could fall asleep like that any day. Preferably under an umbrella. You will like Saintonge, I miss it.”
Alycia wasn’t nervous like her husband. She was hopeful and excited. She rarely had time to properly relax and just for this honeymoon she was free. Free from the world of statecraft and being an Empress, she could just relax by her husband. She rarely got to see other countries but Saintonge was like a second home to her.
Tobias nodded.
“I don’t even speak Santonian,” he admitted, “so I’ll be completely at your mercy. You and the translator they’re going to provide” he laughed. He looked at the plane as his nervous excitement was beginning to melt into relaxed excitement. They weren’t even off the ground yet and he felt himself eager to get to the soft sand and warm sun. Prydania had beaches itself but...they were hardly what you would expect for a romantic getaway.
“Umbrellas on beaches under the sun” he remarked.
“What a world.” He chuckled. An umbrella for anything but protection from the rain was strangely novel to him.
“I’ll fall asleep with you anywhere though,” he smiled, winking at his wife. She chuckled and kissed him on the lips as Laurids Hummel sighed. He was a few years older than the King and finding that special someone had proved elusive. Well there was that one time...
His reminiscing was cut short by a White Guardsman approaching him.
"We've finished going over the plane. It's safe." Hummel nodded. The Knights of the Storm and the White Guard had been cooperating more and more since Tobias and Alycia's engagement. And now they were married...it made for a lot of cross-agency team-ups.
"Well let's get everyone going then," he said with a nod.
Marc-Thorsteinn Gausserand-Landet sat in his chair, his side pack clutched to his chest. It was stuffed with books and a few DVDs along with his laptop for the flight to Saintes. He was playing a rather important role in all of this. The King of Prydania was heading to Saintonge on his honeymoon. And though his wife, Empress Alycia, spoke Santonian he did not. And it was decided that a translator would be in order, so the Empress would not have to spend her honeymoon translating this or that. Thorsteinn, being a Santonian of Prydanian origin who worked in the Foreign Affairs Ministry, was a good choice.
And yet despite that role, he still felt like he should keep to himself. And not bother the King and Empress unless his services were needed. So he was quite prepared to hunker down in his own corner of the plane and keep himself busy for the duration of the flight.
His attention was grabbed when a man in a Knights of the Storm uniform entered, looking around the cabin.
"We're secure, Your Majesty, Your Grace," he said, stepping aside as Tobias and Alycia came in.
"Wow, pretty nice," Tobias mused. It was a nicer jet than the ones he'd taken before.
"Wait until we get there to be impressed, love," Alycia said with a smile as Tobias chuckled.
"The translator the Santonians provided," Hummel remarked.
"Um, yes...Your Majesty, Your Grace," Thorsteinn said as he hastily stood.
"From the wedding?" Alycia asked.
"Um...yes, yes, Your Grace, Marc-Thorsteinn Gausserand-Landet at your service," Thorsteinn replied.
"You were with my uncle and cousins," Tobias replied, extending his hand. Thorsteinn wasn't sure what to do for a moment. Shaking a King's hand? He took it though.
"Yes, Your Majesty. I'm assigned to the Duke of Champagne's Yellowtail office."
"Well I'm glad you're here," Alycia remarked.
"So I don't have to spend all my time translating everything for this one," she said as she gave her husband a slight hug. Tobias chuckled and blushed.
"I'm sorry my my shortcomings forced you away from your duties Mr. Landet," Tobias said, still chuckling.
"I'll try not to be too much of a nuisance."
"Please, Your Majesty. It's my job. If you need anything just ask," Thorsteinn said with a nervous smile.
"Thank you," Tobias replied with a nod. "I appreciate you being here for this."
Tobias and Alycia made their way to a couch in the cabin as Thorsteinn sat down and breathed deep. That ended up not being...so stressful. The King and Empress seemed very friendly. It put him a bit at ease. He pulled a book from his side bag and began to read, not paying attention to the conversation behind him.
"I would still prefer it, Your Majesty, if I were at least on the flight over."
"There's no need," Tobias said with a smile as he relaxed on the couch, with an arm over Alycia's shoulder.
"The Santonians don't let foreign security in. So relax. Stay here, enjoy us not being in your hair all the time. We'll be the Santonian Royal Guard's problem."
Hummel sighed and nodded. Colart, who was just arriving himself, was granted special permission to join the newlyweds by the Santonian government.
"Please, enjoy your Honeymoon, Your Grace. Your Majesty."
"And enjoy your week off, Lord General," Alycia replied with a smile.
Hummel nodded, disembarking the plane as the hatch closed. And before long the jet was airborne....
Tobias held Alycia as they laid on the couch in the cabin.
"To me more dear than in days of old was ever maiden to man," he said with a smile as he looked her in her warm brown eyes.
"I love it when you recite bad pulp chivalry romance," Alycia replied with a smile and a kiss on Tobias' lips.
"It's actually an old folk song...it just happened to be used in one of my bad pulp chivalry romance novels," he replied with a chuckle and smile. Flying was still a sort of new experience for Tobias, but he found he liked it. The way the plane gently hummed...it was very comforting, Even more so with the love of his life in his arms...
OOC Note: Co-written with @Zyvun
Approved by @Zyvun and @Kyle
IC:
2 January 2020
7:02 am
On a Thursday
Býkonsviði International Airport, Prydania
Tobias was nervous, but in a good way to be sure. His and Alycia’s honeymoon awaited. He stood there in a dark grey sports jacket, matching slacks, and a white shirt, folded sunglasses hanging from his unbuttoned collar, as the private jet was prepped for flight.
Of course there was much to be excited for. He would get a chance to see a country he’d never seen before- it was an experience he still treasured whenever it happened. Such options were never really open to him living in war-torn Austurland. Beyond that, it was a chance to get to know his extended family.
Above all else, however, it was his time to spend with his wife, and hers with him. He looked over at her with a warm, loving gaze and smiled.
“This is going to sound so incredibly lame” he said with a chuckle.
“But you know what I can’t wait to do? Just fall asleep with you on the beach.” That simple act alone said everything he wanted to say; no press, no urgency. Just him, his wife, and paradise.
Alycia smiled and rested against him. She was wearing a white and black trimmed frilly blouse and a long frilly black skirt.
“You, warm sand and the sound of ocean waves. I could fall asleep like that any day. Preferably under an umbrella. You will like Saintonge, I miss it.”
Alycia wasn’t nervous like her husband. She was hopeful and excited. She rarely had time to properly relax and just for this honeymoon she was free. Free from the world of statecraft and being an Empress, she could just relax by her husband. She rarely got to see other countries but Saintonge was like a second home to her.
Tobias nodded.
“I don’t even speak Santonian,” he admitted, “so I’ll be completely at your mercy. You and the translator they’re going to provide” he laughed. He looked at the plane as his nervous excitement was beginning to melt into relaxed excitement. They weren’t even off the ground yet and he felt himself eager to get to the soft sand and warm sun. Prydania had beaches itself but...they were hardly what you would expect for a romantic getaway.
“Umbrellas on beaches under the sun” he remarked.
“What a world.” He chuckled. An umbrella for anything but protection from the rain was strangely novel to him.
“I’ll fall asleep with you anywhere though,” he smiled, winking at his wife. She chuckled and kissed him on the lips as Laurids Hummel sighed. He was a few years older than the King and finding that special someone had proved elusive. Well there was that one time...
His reminiscing was cut short by a White Guardsman approaching him.
"We've finished going over the plane. It's safe." Hummel nodded. The Knights of the Storm and the White Guard had been cooperating more and more since Tobias and Alycia's engagement. And now they were married...it made for a lot of cross-agency team-ups.
"Well let's get everyone going then," he said with a nod.
Marc-Thorsteinn Gausserand-Landet sat in his chair, his side pack clutched to his chest. It was stuffed with books and a few DVDs along with his laptop for the flight to Saintes. He was playing a rather important role in all of this. The King of Prydania was heading to Saintonge on his honeymoon. And though his wife, Empress Alycia, spoke Santonian he did not. And it was decided that a translator would be in order, so the Empress would not have to spend her honeymoon translating this or that. Thorsteinn, being a Santonian of Prydanian origin who worked in the Foreign Affairs Ministry, was a good choice.
And yet despite that role, he still felt like he should keep to himself. And not bother the King and Empress unless his services were needed. So he was quite prepared to hunker down in his own corner of the plane and keep himself busy for the duration of the flight.
His attention was grabbed when a man in a Knights of the Storm uniform entered, looking around the cabin.
"We're secure, Your Majesty, Your Grace," he said, stepping aside as Tobias and Alycia came in.
"Wow, pretty nice," Tobias mused. It was a nicer jet than the ones he'd taken before.
"Wait until we get there to be impressed, love," Alycia said with a smile as Tobias chuckled.
"The translator the Santonians provided," Hummel remarked.
"Um, yes...Your Majesty, Your Grace," Thorsteinn said as he hastily stood.
"From the wedding?" Alycia asked.
"Um...yes, yes, Your Grace, Marc-Thorsteinn Gausserand-Landet at your service," Thorsteinn replied.
"You were with my uncle and cousins," Tobias replied, extending his hand. Thorsteinn wasn't sure what to do for a moment. Shaking a King's hand? He took it though.
"Yes, Your Majesty. I'm assigned to the Duke of Champagne's Yellowtail office."
"Well I'm glad you're here," Alycia remarked.
"So I don't have to spend all my time translating everything for this one," she said as she gave her husband a slight hug. Tobias chuckled and blushed.
"I'm sorry my my shortcomings forced you away from your duties Mr. Landet," Tobias said, still chuckling.
"I'll try not to be too much of a nuisance."
"Please, Your Majesty. It's my job. If you need anything just ask," Thorsteinn said with a nervous smile.
"Thank you," Tobias replied with a nod. "I appreciate you being here for this."
Tobias and Alycia made their way to a couch in the cabin as Thorsteinn sat down and breathed deep. That ended up not being...so stressful. The King and Empress seemed very friendly. It put him a bit at ease. He pulled a book from his side bag and began to read, not paying attention to the conversation behind him.
"I would still prefer it, Your Majesty, if I were at least on the flight over."
"There's no need," Tobias said with a smile as he relaxed on the couch, with an arm over Alycia's shoulder.
"The Santonians don't let foreign security in. So relax. Stay here, enjoy us not being in your hair all the time. We'll be the Santonian Royal Guard's problem."
Hummel sighed and nodded. Colart, who was just arriving himself, was granted special permission to join the newlyweds by the Santonian government.
"Please, enjoy your Honeymoon, Your Grace. Your Majesty."
"And enjoy your week off, Lord General," Alycia replied with a smile.
Hummel nodded, disembarking the plane as the hatch closed. And before long the jet was airborne....
Tobias held Alycia as they laid on the couch in the cabin.
"To me more dear than in days of old was ever maiden to man," he said with a smile as he looked her in her warm brown eyes.
"I love it when you recite bad pulp chivalry romance," Alycia replied with a smile and a kiss on Tobias' lips.
"It's actually an old folk song...it just happened to be used in one of my bad pulp chivalry romance novels," he replied with a chuckle and smile. Flying was still a sort of new experience for Tobias, but he found he liked it. The way the plane gently hummed...it was very comforting, Even more so with the love of his life in his arms...
OOC Note: Co-written with @Zyvun
Approved by @Zyvun and @Kyle
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