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"Sunday," Carina corrected with a gleeful smile, pleased that she had won out and would see her friend take some much deserved time off, "Andrew has a free day on Sunday and I've ensured that he will not be called for last minute by anyone." She chuckled, "So you won't be disturbed or interrupted at any point of the day. Besides, it's not as if Sven and I will be going anywhere."
If the last sentence came across as bitter, Carina didn't mean for it too. It was merely a fact being stated. She and Sven weren't exactly in a good place to be going out into the masses together, physically or emotionally. While she felt as though they had done well to maintain the image of a united, loving couple... it got more and more difficult each time their performance was required. However, she couldn't let it show. She had to remain strong and keep herself together.
While Natalia was beginning to accept that she now had someone there to look out for her best interests, Carina was (inconspicuously) shutting the doors on her own emotion. With Natalia's happiness seeming to take off and her life maybe even beginning to settle now Andrew was in it, Carina wanted to avoid doing anything that would disrupt what she believed the adviser should have, even after everything they had been through together.
Not to mention, she was a monarch. And with her husband still recovering from his own physical injuries, she was the one that had to remain a pillar of strength and refuse to budge under a storm. She didn't feel, despite the new friendship with Natalia, as though she could let anyone know what was going on inside her own head. She had ruined her own chance at happiness, after all, and while Natalia may not believe that, she was certain there would be others in the castle that did. She didn't want sympathy or pity, but she also didn't want to sound like a broken record and seem to be crying over something she had destroyed herself.
"You aren't boring me at all," Carina answered then, voice softer and quieter than before. It seemed like the library was a place for romance, or at least understanding. It was, after all, where she and Sven began to realise that the other wasn't as awful as they made each other out to be. It reminded her of the few times she had considered kissing Sven for the first time in that library. Bittersweet and painful.
"...Don't ever feel like you're boring me. I want to hear about all this sort of stuff... I do have a soft spot for romance, after all." She quickly strengthened her voice, laughing slightly again, "Perhaps he's just waiting for the right moment... he seems like a very respectable gentleman, he probably doesn't want to rush things, like you say."
If the last sentence came across as bitter, Carina didn't mean for it too. It was merely a fact being stated. She and Sven weren't exactly in a good place to be going out into the masses together, physically or emotionally. While she felt as though they had done well to maintain the image of a united, loving couple... it got more and more difficult each time their performance was required. However, she couldn't let it show. She had to remain strong and keep herself together.
While Natalia was beginning to accept that she now had someone there to look out for her best interests, Carina was (inconspicuously) shutting the doors on her own emotion. With Natalia's happiness seeming to take off and her life maybe even beginning to settle now Andrew was in it, Carina wanted to avoid doing anything that would disrupt what she believed the adviser should have, even after everything they had been through together.
Not to mention, she was a monarch. And with her husband still recovering from his own physical injuries, she was the one that had to remain a pillar of strength and refuse to budge under a storm. She didn't feel, despite the new friendship with Natalia, as though she could let anyone know what was going on inside her own head. She had ruined her own chance at happiness, after all, and while Natalia may not believe that, she was certain there would be others in the castle that did. She didn't want sympathy or pity, but she also didn't want to sound like a broken record and seem to be crying over something she had destroyed herself.
"You aren't boring me at all," Carina answered then, voice softer and quieter than before. It seemed like the library was a place for romance, or at least understanding. It was, after all, where she and Sven began to realise that the other wasn't as awful as they made each other out to be. It reminded her of the few times she had considered kissing Sven for the first time in that library. Bittersweet and painful.
"...Don't ever feel like you're boring me. I want to hear about all this sort of stuff... I do have a soft spot for romance, after all." She quickly strengthened her voice, laughing slightly again, "Perhaps he's just waiting for the right moment... he seems like a very respectable gentleman, he probably doesn't want to rush things, like you say."