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"you know, i was having a lovely lunch with my children before you summoned me." selaena teases gently, fingers gripping the skirts of her dress as she ascended towards the throne. she'd been enjoying her time in his kingdom so far after visiting from her own, there to celebrate his name day and solidify the alliance they'd formed between their kingdoms. she curtsies to him out of politeness rather than necessity, rising to her full height before raising a brow at him. "well that's rather ominous. what is it you wish to discuss?"
open to: f/m/nb potential connection: someone that's in his castle that he summoned to the throne room. could be another royal, servant, knight, someone he kidnapped/got in a peace treaty, t.boo connections welcomed muse: king julius [ 66 y/o king of his land. while at first he seemed to be a just ruler, with age he showed his true colors and began leading with an iron fist. cruel, wise, manipulative, confident ]
the throne was comfortable and even if it wasn't, the king was accustomed to it by now. he was almost certain that the chair had molded into his body. he had risen up to wear the crown when he was fourteen and never had to back down. thankfully. that was a long time. so sue him if he needed entertainment from time to time. "ahh good, you finally came." a small smile formed on his face when he saw the other enter. "i trust it that no one is waiting outside? what we have to talk about might not be suitable for all ears. you never know if there's a traitor nearby."
to dance on the line of danger had always been part of the appeal of being with him. she knew full well that if either of them were to ever be to careless and fuck up, it would be both their asses in a federal prison. but they were too good at this now, familiar with the steps to this dance that keep them moving. "perhaps if she'd been more subtle i would have. it's not as though you're not wearing a wedding ring." she rolls her eyes, still irritated by it even as she relaxes under his kiss. her teacup lifts to her mouth again, swallowing again before it's placed down as she stands, arms wrapping around his neck before he can get too far. "i'm never going to let that happen, you know that. bed's cold enough when you work night shifts as it is." she leans in, lips pressing against his to greet him properly before pulling back the most miniscule amount. "i did love who you chose to take the fall this time, though."
being with isabelle made his life impossible. or at least his work. one wrong move and someone ended up dead. it was bad enough that he couldn't bring the actual criminal in handcuffs either, because he slept in the same bed as her ever single night. so his day was longer. with one less intern and one new case opened up. finally, he was home after trying to pin it on a registered offender. someone, that as far as he knew, also had beef with his wife. all in a day's work. by the time he got home, he was tired. maverick glanced over at her, dropped his keys on the table, and sighed. "you can never leave well enough alone, can you?" still, he walked over to her and placed a kiss to the top of her head. "one of these days, they're going to try and pin all these murders on me."
𝐈𝐍𝐂𝐎𝐌𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐅𝐎𝐑 … maverick & isabelle ( @vicedmuses )
she looks like the cat that got the cream as she sits at their island table, cup of tea delicately placed in her hand as she waits for him to get home. there had been a time when she first met him where she'd been concerned about him being a cop, her own line of work hardly aligning with the usual ideals off a man in uniform. she'd married him when she realized just how alike they really were, both willing to bend the rules to suit them. her smile widens when she hears the door open, turning to face him. "did you get my gift, darling?" she hadn't been too thrilled when she'd stopped by his office for breakfast to find one of the stupid little interns flirting with her husband. it had only taken one call to have her dealt with, smugness settled in her chest at such a fact.