honeymoon phase

[ofnovalue]

-Ovelia presents herself well enough for the mirror. A queen is always a queen, after all, and must look her best before addressing any public, even informally. The Elves have been kind enough to provide her with a new gown, made from delicate white material with silver embroidery about the collar. Even with her knowledge, she could barely tell you a thing about the textiles involved, or the sewing techniques used to construct it. Either way, it was lovely, and complimented the bright smile, the brightest anyone there had likely ever seen, given how dark Ovelia's mood often was prior.-

Greetings to all. It gladdens my heart to know that we've finally found some peace in our journey, even if only for the moment. Gratitude to our hosts, and blessings be to those who are still recovering.

As for why I present myself to you all this evening, ah... -She stops for a moment, eyes drifting from the mirror and raising a hand to her cheek, letting it linger for a moment before she laughs softly, humming...-

Silly though it may seem, there are some matters no book or study may properly prepare one for. Courtly manners are a matter of practice, but this...

Well. Anyways.

I would like to hear thoughts and knowledge from lived experiences, ah... about "love"

The romantic sort. -Now she was definitely blushing.-