‹ –– ♡ ❛ DEATH OF ME !!

helena lovell - twenty2 lady kendal ‹ –– ♡ ❛ all my greetings are dying wishes to get close. my being is caught up and ( tied ) with yours. we're caught up in a bad dream, our bodies acting out the scene.

[ladykendals]

ainswcrth·:

English summers could often be fickle, so when the opportunity came about for Henry to do some work outside, he took it. If it had not been for the clearing of her throat then he might have continued to be absorbed in his reading — instead, he was quick to his feet and ready to offer a smile. “No matter… it would seem we have the same idea.” He mentioned, moving some of the papers beside him to the other side. “Surely there is room for us both to work?”

the younger girl returned the smile, not wanting to be rude to the man in front of her. soon, the smile turned from polite to genuine as he offered to share the space with her. “that sounds splendid.” the girl took a seat beside him holding some papers in her hand. “what are you working on? if you don’t mind me asking, of course.”

[ladykendals]

warwickcastle·:

“And what does that have to do with me?” Edward asked, not knowing the girl was the sister of his wife.

the girl scoffed. “well, my lord, if you would be so kind as to a lady do her duties, you could make this a lot easier on me. i’d hate to make this more complicated.”

[ladykendals]

howardmasters·:

He had not expected a noblewoman. If he had known who it was he never would have spoken so candidly. His surprise at seeing her was evident on his face as he quickly jumped to attention, eyes wide like a deer cornered. “Nothin’ My Lady.” He blushed as he stumbled over his words, attempting to gain composure again, “I mean, nothin’ worth your Lady’s notice.” He showed her the title with embarrassment. Reading was his way to try and improve himself, to be more than the farm boy he was born as. Progress, however, was slow. The collection of poems on Charles’s restoration was more propaganda than it was literature, but it served his purposes. 

helena hated being treated specially because of the family she was born into. shaking her head, the woman smiled. “no, please. tell me. i’m interested. i’m an avid reader myself.” the girl admitted. “sadly, i haven’t had the chance to pick up a book in a long time. i always adored tales of adventure and knights.”

[ladykendals]

lucianainthesky·:

Luciana was settled down with a book in her hands, her index finger sliding across the page as she read over the text. She’d been off in another world, her mind focused in on the details of the book. 

The sound of the woman’s voice brought her out of her daydream, but her eyes were still scanning over the words until she came to the end of the page. Closing the book, she looked up to the woman who had interrupted her reading. A feeling of panic rushed through her body, and she wished so terribly that she hadn’t looked up. Her sister. She would’ve been lying if she said she hadn’t been dreading this moment—the moment she would make contact with her sister after 10 years. “I was almost finished reading. Is there any chance you could, perhaps, work elsewhere? Or wait for a moment?”  

the woman in front of her had her nose stuffed in a book. helena could hardly believe her eyes when the woman looked up and she was met with the face of her sister -- a girl whom she hadn’t seen for almost eleven years. the younger girl didn’t know what to say. when the other looked up, helena felt her heart skip a beat. luciana’s face hadn’t changed a day since they were kids. helena thought that luciana had died or been sent away. never in her wildest dreams would she have imagined reunited with her blood out of the blue like this. “we haven’t spoken since we were children and this is the first thing that you want to say to me?”

[ladykendals]

given the gorgeous day, the last thing that helena wanted to do was spend the day inside going over notes for her latest diplomatic duty. her brother had just given her a fresh stack of information about an upcoming dinner at the kendal estate and the event coordinator just so happened to be the young helena lovell. as she made her way outdoors, she noticed that someone had settled in her usual nook. approaching the individual, the woman cleared her throat. “sorry to bother you, but i was just coming out here to do some work...”

[lookingfxralaska]

Edward didn’t know the last time he allowed himself a day outside the throne room. Wondering the fields and allowing the grass to slip through his fingers he wondered how he allowed himself to go so long to roam free, even for a moment.

[ladykendals]

sitting in the field with her sketchbook, helena had been enjoying the peace and quiet when suddenly she heard a noise. looking up, she saw a man wandering the fields. the girl remained silent, not wanting to disturb him as he lost himself in the greenery.

[xtlantis-deactivated20250411]

It was a small section of the library, that staff was allowed to use. So few of them could read it did them little good to have the run of the place. Simple books, translations of the Bible, the latest publications on their crafts was all they needed. He himself had not learned to read as a child, it was a skill crudely learned whilst serving in the wars. Slowly, one book at a time, he was improving. He sat now, towering frame curled into a corner of the castle, off limits to all, used by off-duty guards to escape, to pursue interests they perhaps shouldn’t without others seeing. His concentration was interrupted by the sound of footsteps, someone rounding the corner, no matter how much he had tried to tuck himself away he would not be hidden, he was too noticeable. “You are not supposed to be down here” He called out, wanting to reveal himself before he was discovered, “But then again neither am I. I will not tell, if you don’t” 

[ladykendals]

helena spent most of her time in the library, going on adventures through the books that lived on the shelves. whenever she could escape her duties, she would find herself curled up by a window with any novel that she could find. she was surprised to see another being in her usual nook. “oh, um, my apologies.” a small laugh left her lips. “of course i won’t. what do you have there?”

[lcrdstirling]

“Excuse me!” George called out, pausing to grab the item off the floor before jogging to catch up with the other. “Excuse me! Sorry to disturb you, but I think you might have dropped this.” He explained, holding the item out for the other to see. 

[ladykendals]

pausing in her tracks, the girl’s head shot up. “hm?” turning around, a small gasp left her lips. “my book!” she exclaimed, taking the book from him. “thank you so much. i must’ve forgotten it in the stables.”

[ladiesinfire]