I should have told you guys before hand… but I was sort of out of state this entire weekend, so I totally went MIA. BUT I’M BACK :D
I’m open for para too :) if anybody wants to, hit me upppp!
Just another pinch. Nothing. Just another. One more… Those delicate fingers hastily plucked at her colorless cheeks again, and again, and again. But still, color refused to flush to her pale cheeks. So she continued to pinch the skin furiously. As if her determination would finally bring a result. As if her refusal to give up would change reality. Hadn’t this always been her mind-set? Aurora’s entire life was one huge battle against the raging illness inside of her, and giving up wasn’t going to get her any closer to the finish line, now was it? One small victory at a time. Even if it took forever…
”Aurora!” But of course, there were always obstacles. Nelle being one of them. The older faery stood just inside the doorway with her hands on her hips, and a frustrated expression on her face. Aurora simply gazed at the nurse in the mirror and kept her own face blank, feigning ignorance and confusion. In actuality? She knew exactly why Nelle was mad, she’d been standing her for twenty minutes pulling at herself and the ball had to have- “You’re already late-!” -already started by now. Her hair was still hanging in damp clumps below her shoulders and her dress still strewn across the bed sheets. Tap tap tap went Nelle’s shoes, an impatient gesture obviously, but all Aurora could do was shrug with ease and turn towards her one of many caretakers. The faery “clucked” her tongue against the roof of her mouth, which was somehow a signal for the other two nurses to enter the room. Jaym and Kiffee sauntered in just as Nelle had, but rather than pause they went straight to work. Kiffee grabbed at the pink dress, Jaym went for the hair, and Nelle stepped forward to adjust Aurora’s corset. This was never the fun part of the process. Not that any of the preparation could really be considered enjoyable…
For what seemed like forever the three faeries worked on their princess. Brushed her tresses until it was a golden waterfall sliding down and over her shoulders, and then curled them loosely to be pinned up behind her head. They dabbed at her face with brushes - to rosy up her cheeks, to rim her eyes and turn them to piercing blue crystals, to make those sweet lips look like a pair of luscious, pink rose petals. And lastly Aurora was helped into her gown, the one she’d had brought from Crystalden. Her kingdom was known for it’s textiles and clothing, after all. So when she’d learned of the ball Aurora sent a letter home, requesting something exquisite. Boy was she surprised. Yes, the dress was subtlety stunning and it did frame silhouette perfectly, but the bare shoulders and high leg-slit made the outfit a bit more…daring than she would normally have gone for. Too late to change garments now for the ball was upon her. Then again, as she looked in the mirror Aurora couldn’t picture looking better in any other dress. She looked- “Like an angel,” Nella said aloud. Aurora turned to face the three of them, not knowing how to react. “Breathtaking,” said Kiffee. “You’d never even guess!” Jaym, of course, only realized what she’d said after it’d come out; but Aurora smiled anyway, and the sight of her happiness filled her nurses with elation. “You think?” With that the girl twirled around to let her family watch the fabric swirl around her.
The large oak doors were opened so graciously by a pair of burly guards, one of which addressed her. “Good evening, Princess Aurora.” She could sense the ‘a bit late, aren’t we’ comment hanging in the air between them, and honestly the casualty of it relaxed her. But there was no need to speak it aloud, so instead she simply smiled waltzed into the ballroom with the faintest curve of her lip. Her heels clacked loudly against the marble floor, but alas the sound was drowned out by the loud, but lovely, music that was playing. Not to mention the noisy shuffling of those dancing, and of the idle chatter. Aurora stood a few feet away from the entrance, not sure where to venture to. She really only knew one person so far, and it was proving difficult to spot Gwen in this vast crowd…
it called my name!
and I don’t know even half of them. I suppose I ought to…well…
Hi! I’m Aurora!
As Phillip’s lips brushed her’s Aurora felt her eyelids flutter, and then close. When he uttered her name- no, moaned it, her breath hitched in her throat. But of course he gave her no time to react fully, and instead pulled her body until it was pressed against his. Phillip felt so solid and strong and…feverish. The heat that radiated off of him was drawn to her, and caused her skin to tremble as it soaked into her. Her eye lids opened once more and watched as his eyes trailed up from her parted lips, to her icy orbs. And just like that, something inside of Aurora just…switched. As though someone had pushed the “on” button Aurora never knew she had, and now it was time for a.. different, and unknown side of her to come out. Or, rather, it took over. She leaned forward and closed the short distance that was between their lips, mushing them together in a heated mix. A hand snaked it’s way up his arm, and curled her fingers into his hair. A small part of Aurora still stood there, frozen and confused, wanting to back away; but the stronger, hungrier part kept itself locked on to Phillip…
He watched her eyes slightly open to look at him, and his breath got caught in his throat. It was a rather accidentally seduction, but it worked none the less. He trembled as there lips touched fully, it caused a current of need to go through him and his eyes drifted shut.
Philip brought her flush against him, heat transferring his body felt more alive. One hand came up to cup the back of her head as he angled it better to get more of her lips. He rubbed and moved his lips against hers, a thrill went through him. Before he stepped away, he could feel something in him wanting to break out and take more till not thing was left.
His voice was husky as he said”, see..” Clearing his throat and looking away, “You can’t.. umm.. get around this..” his finished lamely.
Goodness, Aurora’s heart was threatening to burst out of her chest any moment. As they continued the embrace of their lips she felt her body’s temperature continue to climb, as well as this foreign…hunger. It started in her chest, and then spread. First it went to her hands, causing one to knot itself into his hair and the other grip his shoulder. As it filled her body Aurora found herself melting against him happily. And then the bliss ended as he tore his mouth from her’s and took a short step back. Her hands fell back to her sides, but her eyes remained closed as she continued to breathe heavily.
“See,” he began in a husky and incredibly alluring voice. Sadly, this tone was gone after he cleared his throat. “You can’t.. umm.. get around this..” After this, the girl opened her eyes once more and gazed up at Philip through her long eyelashes. At first she gazed at him luridly as he looked elsewhere, but after a short moment her mind began to…clear. Slowly she blinked her eyes, and felt the hunger recede back into the inner depths of her self. The the “on” button that had been pressed down earlier earlier popped back up, and the shyness returned. Aurora’s face flushed furiously, and all of the heat she’d absorbed from the boy went straight to her face. “I…” Her hand flew up to cover her mouth. Ha-…had she really just done that. Never in a million years could Aurora have imagined herself doing that. This was so sudden and…a bit frightening. What had taken her over back there? Without even realizing it the princess began to back away from her prince with the wide and startled eyes of a deer, and like any weak animal would she carefully retreated away from her hunter. “I- I’m so sorry, I-” Aurora shook ehr head violently, not knowing what to say or do anymore. “I have to go.” And she did. She turned around quickly and fled, heading god knows where. Far away, hopefully, from what had just happened…
“Oh, thank you!” Gwen gushed. Truth be told it was a dress that her stepmother had told her was unflattering. It was nice to receive a compliment. She clutched the picnic basket tighter, and shifted holding it from one hand to the other.
“I’m so excited to go as well! I’m so glad to have a companion, as I’m terrible with direction and always get lost. And I’ve never had a friend before!” she explained.
Gwen held out her hand to Aurora. ”Ready when you are,” she said with a grin.
As they ventured out to the stables, Gwen asked a few questions of Aurora. She wanted to get to know her first friend ever a bit better.
“What’s your family like?” she asked. ”And what’s it like where you’re from? I find Hanssen is very different from Cardoniel. Cardoniel is much greener and not quite as wet as Hanssen tends to be.”
”And I’ve never had a friend before!” Aurora paused and took a moment to decipher what she’d just heard, or…had she heard right? Amazement washed over her; for so many years Aurora has thought she was the only one to have gone without real companionship. And now, knowing that someone else had suffered the same fate she felt less, well, pathetic. Which was new; it was extremely comforting to know that Gwen was new to the whole friends thing. This would make today a lot less awkward. An outstretched hand brought Aurora’s attention back towards Gwen, and a smile of ease appeared on her face. She took the other girl’s hand and together they exited the kitchen.
The pair began down one of the many beautiful paths that headed towards the stables, and as they went Gwen began to ask questions. Harmless inquiries, ones that Aurora didn’t mind answering one bit. “My family,” she asked in a light voice as her eyes danced over the surrounding flowers. They were traveling deeper into the flowered part of the campus, and so far it was breathtaking. “Well, they’re pleasant enough. My mother is the hovering, over protective type, but just about as sweet as sugar. And my father has always been a bit too absorbed in his kingdom, so he’s …the absent sort. Means well though.” This was all too true, Aurora’s father had always been extremely involved in the dealings of his land, leaving little time for family bonding. But hey, being the most peaceful kingdom wasn’t easy, it was a title well earned. King Mikael always tried his hardest to maintain friendly political relations with nearly everybody, even if that meant sacrificing his personal relationships. Queen Harriet understood this, and Aurora tried her hardest to as well. A thought hit her so suddenly, that the words began to tumble out of her mouth before she could think to stop them. “Oh, and how could I forget my nu-” She bit her pink bottom lip to keep from saying anymore. Nurses, no, Gwen didn’t need to know that she had three personal nurses. Didn’t need to know about the girl’s illness. No one did. For once they learned about poor, sick little Princess Aurora they’d all watch her with their pity-filled eyes, and touch her with their gentle fingers. She’d be treated like a very breakable porcelain doll again. That she was tired of. So she coughed to cover up the rest the sentence, and quickly moved on to the next question. “Hmm, I’d have to say Crystalden is a lot woodsier. We also have a lot more fae everywhere, nearly as many as we do humans. It’s weird to see so little of the creatures walking around.” Continuing to gaze at the flowers around her she tried to think of what was missing. The multitude of colors was familiar, but the source… “Oh! Of course, there aren’t nearly as many gems here! I’m used to seeing crystals line every road. Here,” she paused to look down at the cobblestone path they were following, “the roads seem a little more…boring.” Her eyes trailed back upwards to rest on Gwen’s face, and she smiled once again. “You should see the town square at night, with all the torches reflecting off of the stones. It’s mesmerizing.”
Gwen woke up that morning in a particularly good mood. Not only was she in a wonderful school, where she could get to know other people her age and learn all about other countries and customs, but she was out from under her stepmother’s thumb. Although she knew it wasn’t rational, and although she wanted to give the woman the benefit of the doubt, she had gotten the feeling that her new maternal figure didn’t really care for her, which was unsettling to say the least.
If this were true, however, and she had sent Gwen to Hanssen as punishment, then her plan had surely backfired, Gwen thought. Because this was one of the most intriguing and liberating places she had ever been. Only the elven community she used to visit with her mother as a young girl was better. Here, people were kind to her; she didn’t have to worry about double-meanings or backhanded compliments or trying to win approval from anyone.
She tried to shrug off the rather ungenerous sentiments she felt for her stepmother and focus on the positives, like the fact that she had already made a new friend. The princess Aurora, a beautiful slip of a girl, really, and Gwen had met only the day before but got along fantastically. They had made plans to go look around the grounds together and enjoy the sunshine, and Gwen was ecstatic to have someone to share experiences with. She walked purposefully toward the kitchen where they had planned to meet, and greeted several of the staff members who had recognized her from earlier in the week. They kindly prepared a picnic basket of sorts, and as Gwen was accepting the food she heard the door creak open to reveal Aurora.
“Hello, Aurora! You look lovely today, your dress is beautiful,” she said with a smile. ”I’m so excited for our tour of the gardens today, aren’t you?”
As the door swung open the kitchen was revealed to Aurora, as well as its inhabitants. The kitchen staff was present, some cooking and others lounging, a few were even crowded near the far wall. As they moved to see who’d encroached on their territory Aurora finally spotted Gwen standing among them, with none other than a picnic basket in hand. Aurora found herself smiling as the other girl approached. “Thank you! I really like the one you’ve got on! And yes, haha, I’m so excited! Are you ready to go?” She wanted to leave as soon as possible so they could get quickly to the stables. It’d been months since she’d seen a horse, clearly too long! She was so eager to get to riding another one, and also checking out all of their legendary gardens. Today was going to be such a nice break, and such a great start.