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💃 - sender and receiver go dancing
“Dancing huh?” Nikolas met the other in the ballroom curious to this request. It wasn’t one he thought he’d ever get, but he wasn’t opposed to it. “What kind of dance would you like to do?”
The last few years Silver had left the boy with plenty of anger and resentment. But he still tried his best not to lose the part of him that was there before. He did what he could to hold onto it. Owning a used book shop in town, working with witches and familiars who lost their other half. Doing his best to help them with the pain. And of course refusing to have anything to do with his sire. He was starting over. As best he could at least. Bored out his mind after restocking his shop the hybrid decided to find some food. Moving to the undercroft his eyes scanned it. Silver had avoided the place since he arrived a few months ago. Not interested in seeing those who were suffering. However he knew one day he would need to go down there. And today was the day. Maybe he could find someone who was willing. Someone who didn’t mind.
As he made his way past a few the scent of flowers caught him. It was unusual. It was so faint he almost missed it. But it triggered something in his brain. Looking around slowly he smelled the scent of sex mixed with it. It was a combo he smelled once before. Breathing in through his parted lips those brown eyes landed on the scent. It caused a lump in his throat. Hesitation. Fear. His feet carried him before he could think. And with one movement his hand grasped the shoulder spinning the boy. “Isaac?” It had been years since he saw the other. He went missing. He had disappeared one day and Silver had never gotten over it. “How…?”
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The dirt under the Princess’s feet gave in some as she walked through the chilled woods. A cold rain had poured in on the Antoweif Providence the previous day. It was the first rain Asurey say in her Kingdom. Though she was still new at ruling her Kingdom. Five months past since she left home... left Regina to become the new ruler of the poorest known Kingdom. Things were looking good for the Kingdom and the people. Money starting to flow in the market and people being able to get a job. Parent less children being adopted by couples or single mothers or fathers. No homeless people anymore. The bright future looked good and prosperous. Everyone was accepting of Asurey’s magic and whose who had magic were brought into the castle. Surprisingly to the Princess the people didn’t stop their efforts for a better Kingdom from a little rainy day and a now cloud covered day.
Asurey wandered through the woods east of her Kingdom, alone. Having guards around her made her feel weak and helpless if someone were to try and attack her. She had enough grasp at her magic to defend herself. Besides who would be foolish enough to attack royalty?
Dear Isaac,
I'm sorry that I don't get along with your friends, and I know I aggravate it sometimes but it's so hard having to share you with people, I just want it to be us all the time. Even if we're just sat about eating pizza and watching completely rubbish late night tv. You make me want to be a better person, I want to be the girl that you deserve. I'm trying, I really am, to be a better person, and I know that if I didn't have you to inspire me than I wouldn't have bothered. I was comfortable having everyone hate me, but now I just want every aspect of my life to be filled with as much happiness as you are.
I hope one day we'll be old and wrinkly (In our twenties) and saying those three special words to each other. But for now, I like you Isaac Rivers, I like you a hell of a lot.
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Jasmine xxxx