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if he tried to fit in that style, he'd never feel comfortable in it. Wriothesley was a man of simple roots.

The door to @jiustitia.bsky.social's office sounded with a soft knock. Outside, all eyes were on Wriothesley, but in that moment, he couldn't care less.

What he had managed to change was his prison guard uniform, swapping it for a suit in similar shades to his usual attire.

The dark colors made him feel more secure, more... unseen. No embroidery, no adornments... nothing like the wealthy gentlemen of Fontaine liked to wear. Even »

bother him anyway. His beard was trimmed, and also accepted Sigewinne's assistance to polish his look, adding a little touch of dark posder to his eyelids. She said 'to pop those eyes of yours'.

He laughed at the thought of Neuvillette being horrified after hearing such expression. »

carefully, determined not to look too disheveled next to someone as polished and presentable as the Chief justice.

He'd tried-unsuccessfully-to style his hair differently, to tame those wild locks, but those unruly strands always found their way back to the same place. Eh. He doubted it would »

It was the day. Wriothesley had promised Neuvillette he'd rescue him from an awkward situation on Valentine's Day—so, like a proper knight in shining armor answering the plea of a soul in need, he managed to arrive at the Palais Mermonia ahead of schedule.

The Warden had prepared himself »

chocolate? I could get you some. Or maybe some flowers, haha. You know, to keep up appearances so they'll leave you alone."

the back of his head kept whispering sweet things like someone might actually be interested in him.

His heart throbbed. Wouldn't that be nice? to be seen, or noticed. Ugh. He dismissed the thoughts with a sigh. No use feeding his own delusions.

"I'll go pick you up at your office. Do you like »

nothing else.

Though... if he was being honest, this 'date' thing had made him a little nervous. He could fool himself and pretend none of this was serious, that Neuvillette just wanted a familiar face to accompany him to ward off the constant pestering from suitors.
But the little voice in »

"Everything's fine, Neuvillette." Wriothesley raised a hand, trying to placate the Iudex. "It won't be anything too scandalous, after all, it's not like I'm fond of big parties anyway."

Or the attention that comes with them. But he'd grin and bear with it, simply because Neuvillette asked, »

that he was giving the same advice she's been nagging him with for years. She shook her head and continued her work, careful not to be discovered.

isn't healthy, hm?"

Needless to say, this entire conversation served as cover for Sigewinne, who was discreetly taking his measurements from behind with a measuring tape. The melusine shot Wriothesley a nearly murderous glare over Neuvillette's shoulder, incredulous »

understand why Neuvillette always sought the shadow.

"So, will you come to our picnic? It's not usually just the two of us. Sometimes we invite Clorinde to spend the afternoon too. I'm sure some company and fresh air would do you good, your Honor. Staying cooped up in that office all day »

"It's just strange seeing you under a different light, apart from lamplight." He admitted, though he kept some observations to himself.
Like how delicate Neuvillette's skin appeared in the sun's rays, glimmering as if he dusted his body entirely with iridescent pearl powder. He could »

"No, it's nothing..." Wriothesley's reply came slowly, his gaze still tracing the Chief Justice's features, and lingering on those striking blue rhinophores, noticing how their color seemed to come alive under the sunlight.

A smile curved the Warden's lips, warm and friendlier. »

Because it was nothing, really.

"Speaking of books... is there anything else you like to read besides legislation?"

Wriothesley seized the change in subject as a chance to mercifully steer the Iudex away from the awkward moment that happened moments ago. It was of no use to keep him stewing on it.

Now Wriothesley felt a little bad for having laughed.

"Aw, Monsieur... don't be embarrassed, it's fine. There was no way you could've known, and I'm a hundred percent sure you wouldn't find that expression in any law book." He shrugged, brushing off what had just happened like it was nothing. »

Quite insistent, this young man.

"Ah... no, thanks! I'm fine with just an apology. Now, I'd really like to stay and chat, but I'm a busy man and have places to be."

He pointed at his back with his thumb.

"Nice show and all, but I was just making time for my date. So... see you around?"

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