{In collaboration with Scarlet Loup}
Katelyn wasn't in any rush to go to the execution ceremony, she stayed in her room, eyes peered down to everyone gathering below. She tugged slightly at a necklace wrapped around her neck, one that Marcello had given her the night before. A soft sigh escaped over her parted lips as she turned away from the sight that was seen outside of her window as she was fully dressed but debating in her mind whether she really wanted to go to this event, well execution or not. She sighed again as a knock came upon her door and entered a servant, who bowed before speaking. "Lady Katelyn, Your Majesty is requesting your presence."
'Of course he is.' She thought to herself while raising up to her feet, standing upright now as she straightened her clothing out by running her hands over the fabrics. Katelyn took a simple step forward then made her way down towards the ceremony. She had arrived and people bowed as she crossed their paths. A warm smile curved among her lips as she greeted her people then saw Marcello and she still had that smile but saw his smirk and rolled her eyes.
Once she was seated in her appropriate seat, to Marcello's left, the bell rang out as she gasped. It seemed as if they were waiting for her to get there before they began the ceremony, the execution. It was completely sickening to her but she wouldn't say that out loud especially to Marcello. Instead, she sat there with a smile as everyone else, watching, waiting and anticipating. Once the water started gushing out, Katelyn didn't bother to turn her head, knowing it would disappoint her husband, The High King, Marcello. She looked at him as he had looked at her then turned her head back towards the sight.
Katelyn stood up just as Marcello did as he excused himself as she nodded her head then sat back down. Her eyes followed him closely as she watched his actions and simply shook her head. Once he walked over towards the podium, the first words he had spoken moved her. Since it was true. She continued to listen to his speech then looked as Marcello started to walk back over towards them. Her eyes followed him as she didn't really have much to say right about now. Instead, her eyes looked back at the girl in the chamber that was filling up with water. The water had probably reached her lungs by now as it wasn't long until her fate was sealed right before their eyes.
Her eyes flashed over towards Camille as she looked at her throughout the ceremony once or twice. She only nodded her head towards her when she was to look her way. Katelyn stood then looked down at Marcello then back towards the people below that wanted to tear him apart. Katelyn knew something like this would happen as she looked back down at Marcello, as she reached her hand out for him to grab.
"I assume we must celebrate this execution, as well?" She asked innocently while awaiting his response as she started to smile a little.
He did not sit again as he returned to his throne. Instead, Marcello waited at the foot of the ornate chair and watched the girl's last death throes before she finally ceased struggling. The only movement now was the swirling of her hair and the decor beneath her bare feet. Marcello made eye contact again with Helena, but he looked away out of boredom and searched among the assembled Senators for her.
He found Camille quickly and smiled her way, but he knew not if she noticed his attention, for now the crowd was fighting against the police, and Marcello instinctively looked forward. The Supreme behind him began to scurry off, leaving the open and hurrying towards cover in either the reception hall or their own rooms if they were not fortunate enough to receive an invitation. And now he noticed Katelyn's proffered hand, hearing her question despite the clamor.
"Try to sound enthusiastic, dove," he said, taking her hand and placing his fingers between hers before giving her hand a light squeeze. He returned her smile with one of his own and leaned forward to place a kiss on her forehead. The shouting began to grow louder, and he could see the mob surging, outraged by such a casual display of affection before a sight so gruesome. "Come on now." He tugged at her hand and pulled her after him as security filed in on either side of the couple. He'd be lying if he said he did not worry for himself at events such as these, but it wasn't worth worrying Katelyn.
The hall has already filled with Supreme by the time the couple entered. Conversation halted for a moment that was just long enough to ensure Marcello and Katelyn had been noticed but without detracting from the joyous atmosphere.
A servant came for his fur coat and Katelyn's before he extended his arm, bent slightly at the elbow.
"Shall we?" he asked.
Katelyn looked at Marcello as he took her hand, giving it a light squeeze. She couldn't help but blush when he place a kiss upon his forehead then looked at him while taking this as an opportunity to respond. "Sorry, my love. Just ready for this day to be over and done with." Katelyn bluntly said while following right beside him now as security piled up on their sides.
She was a little worried about how today's events were going to effect them going forward but she tried not to let her worry show as they entered the hall now. Everybody seized what they were and noticed them as they came in, bowing respectfully as they passed them. When the servant took her fur coat, she was taken by surprise and gasped softly before taking Marcello's hand again, smiling at him.
"Yes, we shall." She remarked while walking beside him again as they would take their respective places in their seats, overseeing everyone else before them. Once a servant poured them their drinks, she took the goblet and took a small sip before leaning back into her seat, occasionally glancing over at Marcello.
He had pulled her chair out for her and then pushed it in once she sat. In the same manner, he pulled his seat out and then slid it into the table by himself. Marcello reached for his goblet then and took a long sip of the wine within as he looked about. His people spoke in a lively manner, exchanging gossip and their opinions with an enthusiasm he had hoped they would share. It was good to see them like this, going along with his ideas, accepting his absolute rule. He needed to mill about, make sure they saw enough of him to keep them in this blissful sort of state.
"I'll be back," he whispered, reaching over the brush his fingers against Katelyn's arm. "I have a few people I ought to speak with. You could come with me if you'd like." He didn't give her enough time to come with him though, for he had already placed his goblet down and pushed his chair back out.
As he stood, he took note of Damian and nodded at the soldier. He would get to him in time, ask him about the front line. Marcello looked about now, searching out a target, and his gaze fell on Camille again. He couldn't approach her now though. Not in front of the rest of the Supreme. But the young woman approached Helena now, and he realized this was his opportunity. And so Marcello struck, picking up a flute of champagne as he walked over to the two women and Eric.
"Pardon my interruption," he began, clearing his throat gently. "Helena, have you met Miss Van Bueren yet? One of the finest young women in the Senate." He looked towards Camille now, taking her in just long enough to sate him for the moment but hopefully not long enough to look odd.
Katelyn eyes looked at Marcello just as he pulled his chair back and muttered that he'd be right back. He had offered her to come but his gestures didn't seem like she was really invited as he left without her. So, seated she stayed as people came over to greet her with a bow and such.
"Your Majesty, how do you feel about the execution?" Someone had asked her as she turned to look their way and shrugged her shoulders. She wasn't really going to comment as her eyes were peered on Marcello but she suddenly lost sight of him. "I'd rather not speak on today's events, or execution. It's in the past now and what happened, happened." She nodded her head firmly after speaking those words then rose up from her seated position.
She wanted to dance now and so she went over to the dance floor, everyone applauding as she picked the closest male and started dancing with him. This action might make Marcello a little bit jealous but he sort of did leave her alone so what was she suppose to do - Be bored? Katelyn despises being bored and she was definitely showing it now as more people joined in the dance with her.
As she danced, she was smiling and laughing, enjoying herself as everyone bounced from dance partner to another dance partner. Once that dance was over, she curtsied towards her partner and applauded everyone as she glided back over towards her seat, sitting down while catching her breath.