All The World's A Stage

Lyra’s relationship with Quinn was progressing nicely and she was enjoying her time with him. February, she had been rather busy with her play to which there were rumors she’d be nominated for an Olivier Award, but she made time for Quinn to attempt a Valentine’s Day fuss. They’d only seen each other a few times by then, so she wasn’t expecting too much, despite her siblings’ claims that she was “high maintenance” but he had pleasantly surprised her and made a good enough impression that continuing a relationship with him was firmly planted in her mind. More importantly than Valentine’s Day was her birthday, which he exceeded in expectation, and not to be outdone, Lyra returned the favor for his own birthday a few weeks later. He was older – which she liked – and had his own group of mates that she didn’t try to worm her way into, but she enjoyed being shown off to as many of Quinn’s friends as he wanted. Anyone wanting to fawn over her was most welcomed to.

March saw her attending one of Quinn’s mate’s daughter’s birthday parties, an extravagant affair that also doubled as something of a coming out for the new couple. Their small world of the magical social elite was made that much smaller by the fact that her very own sister, Lilith, had married into the Lestrange family and was now the aunt to Quinn’s mate Rodolphus’ daughter. All of their families had been invited to the soiree, which in turn invited many unwelcomed intrusions into her and Quinn’s relationship. Lucian seemed exceptionally put out by the news, but he had his own family to worry about and Lyra told him as much when he attempted to lecture Lyra on the woes of dating older men – a not-so-subtle code for Lyra intruding into his social circle. She made a point of being seen in public with her new beau more often after that.

Taking up a three-month contract for singing at the Ambrosia Lounge, Lyra was forced to forgo a starring role in a new production that was set to open end of summer at Pendragon. The proposed schedules would have left her with absolutely no personal time to herself between the theatre and her concerts, and her apparent celebrity status wasn’t enough to get the show’s rehearsals pushed several months later to accommodate her. She was rather put out by it all, but there was nothing to be done about it if she wanted even a moment to herself during the lovely Spring months. Moreover, she was happy to spend a little time with Quinn, and stirring up the paparazzi with their courtship managed to keep her starlet persona in the limelight well enough. Being seen in public shopping for baby clothes today also helped to fuel the flames of publicity, though she was shopping for her sister’s future little one. Lilith and Rabastan had privately announced that they were expecting not long ago, and Lyra had spent the day with her little sister, Liv, shopping and gossiping.

Standing in front of her wardrobe, Lyra parted her clothes to make room to tuck a little shopping bag away in the back of her closet. There were two little outfits in the bag; an adorable little purple and pink swirled infant’s robe with silver glittered speckled throughout the material that replicated a dreamy twilight sky, and a handsome little green robe with printed frogs in wizards’ hats. She didn’t know whether she was going to have a nephew or a niece, and wanted to be prepared for either when the time came. As she hid her shopping, she heard what sounded like a knock at her front door. Unconcerned with the potential for intruders in her secure building, Lyra called to the unknown visitor. “I’m in the bedroom, I’ll be right out.”