"Will you?" She turns her head to give him an arch look over her shoulder, and stumbles only slightly as she makes her way along the hall. One hand uses the wall for balance, and she muffles a giggle. "But I like words."
Words do more for her than money, material possessions, looks... as soon as Lucius works that out, Narcissa will end up giving in. But so far, he's too busy trying to impress her the same way most other girls are impressed - with his name, and his wealth, and the places he can take her. He's neglecting to take into account that the Blacks are just as wealthy, and that as the youngest daughter, Narcissa has already seen young men falling and fawning all over her sisters. She knows what she wants, and he's yet to give it to her.
Slipping into his studio, her balance abandons her, and she crumples into a giggling heap on the floor.
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Date: 2013-10-20 02:43 pm (UTC)Words do more for her than money, material possessions, looks... as soon as Lucius works that out, Narcissa will end up giving in. But so far, he's too busy trying to impress her the same way most other girls are impressed - with his name, and his wealth, and the places he can take her. He's neglecting to take into account that the Blacks are just as wealthy, and that as the youngest daughter, Narcissa has already seen young men falling and fawning all over her sisters. She knows what she wants, and he's yet to give it to her.
Slipping into his studio, her balance abandons her, and she crumples into a giggling heap on the floor.
"Oops..."