(1312-06-20) Shortest Night Dinner
Summary: Augustin takes his beloved Soleil to dinner on the Shortest Night of the year.
RL Date: 2020-06-20
Related: Other logs with these characters.
augustin soleil 

The Golden Harbor — Noble District

Situated close to the Opera and upon the famous wine cellars below, the Golden Harbour Restaurant offers the same refinement it expects in turn from its clientele. The name has influenced the choice of interior, where walls have been painted in sea green with golden ornaments, and one wall features the outline of this city's harbor in gilded painting that will catch the warm light of candles and oil lamps. Candelabras made of brass show the likenesses of mermaids and seasnakes. Tables and seating are of dark mahogany, cushions and upholstery done in dark green velvet, heavy drapes of similar color set into the ceiling that can be drawn to allow a certain privacy when such is wished for. Staff is attentive and discreet, and up to the standards of high nobility in their quality of service. They are clad in the unique livery of the place, sea green gowns, chemises and trousers, always tidy and well kept.

Meals served here are mostly local seafood dishes prepared from sophisticated recipes with inspired seasoning. Finest wines are available, both red and white, a supply never ceasing as they have the wine cellars below, to acquire even the most exquisite and costly vintages if requested. High windows offer a view over the city, especially where it slopes down to the harbor, with masts and sails of ships moored there visible in the distance.

When looking out of the windows, you see: It is a spring evening. The weather is cool and fair.

There's quite a lot more blue in Soleil's wardrobe these days, and though this dress is largely gold with little blue swirls in the brocade of the fabric, it's slashed with bright blue so that glimpses of the blue can be easily seen when she walks. The back is cut fairly low, though not terribly so, and her violet and blue and gold marque can be seen above it, for her golden hair has been piled on her head in luxuriously golden curls. At her throat is a sapphire choker set in gold that matches the dress ideally, and she looks very much the lady on the arm of her companion, the vicomte de Rouen.

They are shown in by the staff and escorted to a pleasant table, a bottle of quality wine offered promptly. "The last time I was here," Soleil says to Augustin. "I was in the company of your cousin Lord Hugo. Actually, when he found out you intended to marry me, he wanted to ascertain that I would be bringing the cat with me. That was very important."

Augustin is almost always in blue, so it is much less surprising that Augustin is wearing it. But he has taken more and more to accenting with gold rather than silver, and so the doublet he wears is gold with a blue brocade, underneath a blue coat with gold accents. He holds Soleil's hand as he walks, beaming at her as they are taken to the table. "Well, I'm glad that he got right to the heart of the important negotiations, as Ducal heir," Augustin comments wryly. "Did you assure him that we were indeed claiming you and the cat?"

"Yes, he was extremely relieved that The Cat was coming as part of the agreement," Soleil replies with a laugh as she is seated, looking to Augustin as he is seated. "And he was happy for us. He's fond of me; we're friends. I like him. I think he'll be pleasant to have for a relation. But indeed, the status of The Cat was vital. Absolutely. Although I suspect it did not come up in any correspondence between duc de Trevalion and duc de L'Envers."

Augustin shakes his head, smirking in amusement at the negotiations over the cat. "I'm glad. I'll admit I don't know Hugo as well as I should, given that we have similar backgrounds. And are cousins," Augustin chuckles. "I was much closer to Reina, because of our ages. I'm glad that he is fond of you, that does make life easier. Although I can't imagine anyone disliking you."

Soleil blows a fond kiss in Augustin's direction at that, looking pleased with his compliment. "He's fairly young yet. But he's usually a cheerful fellow, and you'll like him, I think. And I imagine that the two of you will get along quite well," she notes with a measure of amusement. "I mean, if your schedules ever coincide." She shakes her head slightly and reaches for a wine glass that a server has conscientiously poured for her. "I'm not certain he's entirely thrilled about his marriage options, however."

"Mmm, that's the biggest problem isn't it," Augustin shakes his head. "Everyone wants a noble's title, but very few people want their desk and calendar. At least the ones that actually try to do a job." He nods. "It's a problem, when you're the Ducal heir. I don't envy him, just like I didn't envy Reina. Maybe even with more sympathy for him, since Reina knew what would be expected of her from birth."

"I suppose. I would not have been sad to find myself Dowayne of Coquelicot someday, but I think marrying you and starting a family would be even more emotionally satisfying," Soleil replies with a soft smile to her fiance, however unofficial that may be as yet. "I know that the role of vicomtesse is not without paperwork, but then, neither is Second. And let's face it: in many ways, the wife of the vicomte is his second." She takes a sip of her wine, agrees to some seafood courses from the server, and then looks back to Augustin.

Augustin smiles. "I'm happy to be emotionally satisfying," Augustin says, only a hint of teasing as he smiles genuinely at her. "You aren't wrong in the slightest. It's what makes a successful noble marriage so powerful, because it gives the lands two people to do the work." He reaches out for some wine, and considers for a moment before ordering an Azzallese salmon dish to go with hers. "And I look forward to having someone very well trained to keep me out of trouble."

"Augh, what if what I really want is someone to get me into trouble, Augustin?" Soleil replies teasingly, shaking her head slightly. "I think I have been very well behaved and I'm pretty sure that I deserve to engage in some mischief at some point."

"Oh, well then excellently I have a history of it, and I'll try to just make it the less knife-y kind than my previous history would indicate," Augustin allows, sipping his wine. "One of my duels was purposefully non-lethal and for the sport of it, so I suppose I don't have a complete history of violence. What kind of mischief are you looking for, my lady?" He solicits.

"Oh, my. You know, I really have no idea," Soleil admits with a laugh, sipping her own wine and shaking her head slightly. "I just like the idea of mad adventure and romance and the like. Even though I'm a mental health expert who sedately plays the lute and talks about herbs to people."

Augustin nods at that, and laughs. "Well, think about it. We need a honeymoon, after all; we can have one filled with mad adventure and romance and the like if it's what you would like," he offers grandly. "Or we could just go somewhere with secluded beaches and make use of them. Or both," he allows.

"Ah, Augustin. It'll always be romantic if you're there," Soleil murmurs fondly, smiling at him adoringly with those blue-violet eyes of hers. "Adventure and secluded beaches both sound lovely, though. And I suppose we should travel to Rouen at some point, too."

Augustin nods. "Almost certainly," he allows. "Although there are enough nobles here in the city far from their lands that I don't look implausibly out of place," he comments with a smile, meeting her eyes with his own loving gaze.

Soleil reaches for his hand, to hold it and to squeeze it gently in a fond sort of way. "That is true. There is a lot of draw here, and we do meet quite a few interesting people," she agrees. "I have met people from all over, and foreign lands, too. They tend to be odd, but still interesting."

Augustin extends his hand to take hers in return, gently stroking her knuckles with his thumb. "I can imagine. It is always interesting to travel to other lands and meet the people there. It is one of the things I enjoyed most about my career," he admits, "Even when other things were not so enjoyable."

"I remember the first night we met, and I sat on the arm of your chair and watched you and made you tell me stories," Soleil notes with a measure of amusement. "I thought you were extremely handsome, you know."

Augustin laughs. "Well, I'm generally held to be as such, so I would hope so," Augustin says, with an obviously satirical self-important sniff. "Otherwise I'd be truly hurt." He grins. "And I remember thinking you were among the most beautiful women I'd seen in all my travels."

"Thank you," Soleil replies with a measure of amused confidence. Scions of angels and all that. "I am delighted that we became acquainted. Both as friends and intimately. Really, I could not ask for a more compatible spouse."

"And the fact that we drive each other sexually wild certainly doesn't hurt," Augustin offers by way of agreement, smiling. "No, I'm being completely genuine when I say that I never even prayed for a match that feels as perfect as this one does, and that I cannot help but thank whatever design of the Companions put it before us."

"I couldn't be happier with you," Soleil admits with a soft smile. "I've had some heartache in my life, but I never imagined I'd end up with you. You're incredible. And I look forward to spending my life with you."

"I would say that I'm sorry that you've had heartache, because I would never wish you to be in pain; but I cannot be sad for anything that brought you to me," Augustin says sincerely. "All heartache behind us, at least those heartaches caused by romantic partners." He takes the hand he holds and brings it to his lips to kiss.

"If it weren't for heartache, I wouldn't be here with you," Soleil points out with a soft smile, watching him with great fondness as he kisses her hand. "I tried to take it slowly, fearing you'd break my heart, but… Ah, I'd rather be yours than not."

Augustin nods. "I think we both wanted to take it slow, but we kept finding reasons to not take it slow. When the heart says to go quickly, perhaps it is the best wisdom to listen to it." He smiles. "I'm glad we did."

"I thank Naamah for sending you to me," Soleil says softly. "And I hope that our Bright Lady encourages any of my lingering patrons to not dawdle when it comes to the completion of contracts." She laughs softly and shakes her head slightly.

Augustin smiles genuinely. "I almost feel bad taking you away from them, and the good work you do. But I am greedy, perhaps, and I cannot feel bad for taking you to be mine. And know that you will do equally good work for our people."

"You deserve nice things," Soleil replies with a wink, her smile turning playful. "And even if I am not serving Naamah, I will still be an oneiromancer, and there is no need for such work to require physical intimacy." She sighs softly. "We actually had an adept that I tried to explain this to once, and he seemed unconvinced."

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