Vanyel found himself pacing in his rooms as he waited for the sun to reach the appointed place in the sky. Thanks to that stunt from the castle, he understood the concept of a 'date'. It was a bit like courting, and while he wasn't sure how to feel about that, Yfandes surely did. She was encouraging him, the minx, reminding him that finding happiness was not an affront to the memory of Tylendel. 'Lendel would want him to be happy.
He checked in the mirror a last time - smoothing the dark blue tunic, belted at his waist, doe-skin trousers dyed white beneath that and his soft knee-high indoor boots of a quiet gray. He kept his dark black hair down and brushed, with the single silver streak highlighted against his temple. His gaze found the little Kero doll in his window in the mirror, the creature smiling at him, as if encouraging him too.
Sighing, he left the room and made his way to the roof, pausing in befuddled surprise at the set up. He had not expected Clow to make so much....
"Good evening," he finally got his mind back into the present, looking to Clow and finding himself smiling.
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He checked in the mirror a last time - smoothing the dark blue tunic, belted at his waist, doe-skin trousers dyed white beneath that and his soft knee-high indoor boots of a quiet gray. He kept his dark black hair down and brushed, with the single silver streak highlighted against his temple. His gaze found the little Kero doll in his window in the mirror, the creature smiling at him, as if encouraging him too.
Sighing, he left the room and made his way to the roof, pausing in befuddled surprise at the set up. He had not expected Clow to make so much....
"Good evening," he finally got his mind back into the present, looking to Clow and finding himself smiling.