Post by Deleted on May 15, 2016 18:40:35 GMT -5
Olympe hadn't enjoyed the snow much since they had gotten here, there had been so much work that needed to be done to prepare for the arrival of the dignitaries. She had been able to renovate all the rooms necessary with help from Rose and Aneira, and they had all been perfectly tended to when they arrived. Each bedroom had fresh linens, the walls had even been scrubbed to get some of the years of dirt and grime from them (even if the place itself seemed dismal and dreary despite the job done). When everyone had come and settled into their rooms, or most of them had anyway, Olympe had made one last loop around to see her work, proud of what they had accomplished, and put on the warmest clothing she could find to enjoy the snowfall. She may be 19, but she lived by a code to herself to stay young and to stay positive and enjoying the weather, playing in the snow, fit the bill. She went outside, stood for a while as the snowflakes fell around her. They landed on her nose, her clothing, and clung to her blonde hair. She had a single pair of ear muffs of sorts to keep her ears warm, but thin gloves, thin shoes, and an adequate covering for her body too. It may not be the very best outfit to have worn but it was what she could find and Olympe didn't know of the proper attire for it. It didn't matter though, she made herself a snow angel. She crafted snowballs and flung them into the air, even by herself she could be amused by simple things. To her, the best things in life were free, and feeding into the child in her heart was the most fulfilling activity she could do now, when her duties were on a temporary halt until she talked to her cousin.
Olympe came back in with a red little nose, some sniffles from the cold, and tingling in her face. She had, to be honest, feeling sort of odd for the last few days but chalked it up to the new scenery and working so hard to fulfill her task. So adding the pangs of cold weather didn't exactly make her worry. She merely waltzed back into the castle, humming to herself, covered in delicate little snowflakes, and a relaxed smile on her face.
Jean-Luc Deveraux
Olympe came back in with a red little nose, some sniffles from the cold, and tingling in her face. She had, to be honest, feeling sort of odd for the last few days but chalked it up to the new scenery and working so hard to fulfill her task. So adding the pangs of cold weather didn't exactly make her worry. She merely waltzed back into the castle, humming to herself, covered in delicate little snowflakes, and a relaxed smile on her face.
Jean-Luc Deveraux