Valetalia

Lukas Bondevik -x- As soon as he heard his name on your lips, Lukas had to repress the shiver of delight which threatened to tear through his entire body.  It was embarrassing for him to admit how easily you could affect him with only your voice, but as of late the way you spoke his name had changed; instead of simply pronouncing the word like every other person he knew, you seemed to savour the syllables, allowing them to roll from your tongue with an almost sinful tenderness… Or perhaps that was just wishful thinking on his part. When you shifted in your seat, drumming your fingers along the rim of your coffee cup absentmindedl

       The wedding the following day was complete torture. I received no alone time and was forced to put on a smile that fooled everyone into believing I was the happiest girl in the world. Mostly noble families were invited but some brought friends, not that I would care, however, I didn't even know the nobles. Sure some faces looked familiar here and there from past balls my father had thrown but all their names have slipped my mind by now. Perhaps because of the stress of the wedding, or because I simply tend to ignore the high class, nothing personal, they're just all the same. I had a lower class friend once that was no