The Start of Something

Stolas almost choked on the last of his meal in his mouth when Fiametta actually agreed and suggested he give her a tour of both options for sleeping arrangements. He had mostly been being hospitable when he mentioned bringing her to his room, but Fia had called him on it and now it looked like that was actually going to be happening. He was going to have a girl in his room—a girl he liked and had kissed nonetheless! Stolas' heart was racing in his chest at the implications. Yes, neither he nor Fia were yearlings anymore and the concept of two adults bedding together shouldn't have been surprising, but to the socially awkward and introverted Stolas, this felt like committing a scandalous taboo. It was thrilling and exciting and nerve-racking all at the same time! "Oh! Right, right of course! That makes so much sense," he agreed, hoping that he wasn't coming across as too outwardly nervous. Gods above, help him.

She remarked on hoping he found what he was looking for and Stolas was able to smile more easily at that. "Thank you! To be honest, I was hoping that maybe while you were here, we could go exploring in some of those ruins together. I'd stand a far better chance at finding my books with your help." Was this a date? Was he asking her out on a date? Maybe, he supposed, depending on how you looked at it. He finished eating not long after she did, and when he glanced up to her, he realized she was staring at him, his argent silver eyes meeting Fia's obsidian black pair with a bashful little Klein smirk. He could see the fatigue in her body language and knew she would want to rest after the long journey down to Ashen. "Well, shall I show you my room?" he said, rising to his paws and waiting for her to join him. He figured she would likely want to stay in his chambers once she had seen them, so starting their tour there just made sense.

Once Fia had gotten up, Stolas motioned for her to follow him and began to lead her through the silver-veiled night toward the Klein family palace. The Kleins were all a nocturnal bunch, so everyone was out and about by the time they walked up the old moss-coated stone stairs and entered the palace. The rooms and halls were quiet; they were the only ones home right now. Stolas led Fia down familiar corridors until they had arrived at the door to his chambers at the far corner of the palace, a thick fabric dyed navy with speckles of white like constellations hanging over the entryway acting as a door for privacy. He held open the curtain and waved a paw for her to go on in, smiling all the while as the two wolves stepped into his observatory room. Stolas' bedchambers were a pair of trio of rooms like a suite: a central room littered with cushions and pillows like a lounge, an observatory where he had shelves full of his books, star charts and maps lining the walls, and a hole in the top of the domed ceiling that gazed up into the celestial heavens, and then his bedroom with an expansive king-sized bed of plush luxurious furs and a terrace off the back side that overlooked the nearby lake. "I'm sorry it's not very tidy right now. I get lost in my studies and I wasn't really expecting anyone to be in here besides me." He chuckled sheepishly, rubbing the back of his neck as a blush touched his cheeks. "Please, make yourself at home!"

"Fiametta & Stolas"