Royai Alphabet Series: E
I had a little trouble figuring out what to do for this one, but once I decided on a word, not caring if it’s a fairly obvious one, I ran with it – and I’m really happy with how this turned out. You all know how weak I am for some good ole parental!Royed. Well, this whole scenario just made things better (or worse, depending on how you look at it). Poor Roy. He’s…a moody drunk.
E is for Envy
It was the wine’s fault, Roy decided. The ceremony had lasted well into the night with entertainment, food, and drink continuously flowing about. To be honest, he wasn’t sure how much he’d had to drink, although he could at least say that he handled his alcohol better than some of the people in the room. He watched as one royal court member stood to make a proclamation and then collapsed to the ground in a heap. Of course, Roy knew the trick to pretending to be more sober than you were was to not stand up and make an idiot out of himself.
Nonetheless, it was very difficult not to do when Riza was so close to him. She hadn’t drank as much as he had – and in his defense, he hadn’t realized that his glass was being constantly refilled until an hour ago –but her cheeks were a little pink, her amber eyes were brighter than normal, and her lips were stained red from the wine. There was a smile playing about her lips and she was a looser, more at ease and open, though she remained reticent as usual. She didn’t blather about when she drank like her best friend did.
Still, with her like that, every time she moved, his eyes were dragged over to her. She’d let her hair down some time before and it cascaded over her shoulders and down her back like a waterfall that he wanted to run his fingers through. Maybe it was the wine, but he swore that he could see her clothes shift against her body and it was making him feel awfully uncomfortable at times. He was having a good time, honestly he was, but a part of him wanted to drag Riza away into a dark corner and taste the oaky red that she’d been sipping on all night.