#cedricxsofia

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Challenge drawing STF !!!

- Week 1 (from September 3th to September 9th): drawing your favorite OTP STF :D.

Just you and me !!

My first drawing for this challenge and my first drawing made ​​entirely with my pc : D My god I'm really a fan even if the background is a bit cheesy -T I promise to work my funds in the future : p

[snack-attack20]

The start

The 20th birthday of the princess was a thing of celebration, joy spread through the land fell the kind princess through her year, her parents glowed with joy at the talk of her, as they did with both of their children. Today was Sofia’s 20th birthday, the small child had grown Into a beautiful woman. She had sparkling blue eyes that shinned brightly like the stars, her brown hair grew to a beautiful lock of dark brown that went to her belly button if styled in front. Her face changed, she resembled her mother in ways, but still had a soft face, thin eye brows, plump pink lips. Her curves had developed beautifully too, she had a an hour glass figure, thin in her arms as neck while she sported a pair of breasts. Her waist went in a bit them came out at her hips that where a bit wider then her mothers but not by much. She had smooth skin all over her body, she wore a dark purple dress now, dark blue covered it, at her butt was a poof of purple and near the end of her sleeves was a ruffle of purple. Down the middle of her stomach was a purple stream as well; yes it was fair to say the once young girl was a beautiful woman after growing up so. Today of her 20th birthday was a special day, for of her birthday the young princess was to be suited and in hopes of finding a lovely young prince to wed. The mention of marriage was a bit of a shock to her mother and to Sofia but it was tradition and being royalty it was her responsibility. Our young princess had not realized her prince was closer then she imagined.

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Pictures: http://jessdeaton.deviantart.com/art/May-I-Have-This-Dance-429328834

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~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~ As the sun had raised and the day began, the castle maids where preparing for the big day, the princess birthday. All through the castle the maids went back and forth, cleaning, decorating, preparing. The chefs where up early that morning preparing the cake for Sofia to choice, the village prepared them selfs as well, cleaning the alleys until they could see their image in the bricks, decorating and hanging the small purple flag. Like the twins they had hung gold and green. Back in the tower however, the royal family was just preparing to wake.

"Sof….Soooof, girl wake up!" That was what had finally woken the young woman, Sofia yawned, her blue eyes fluttering open then closing at the sudden light.

"Mmmm who?" She whined before feeling the soft fur brush against her hand. The girl opened her eyes before relaxing, clover smiled above her with a rather bright and plump carrot in this mouth with a poorly tied ribbon across it. Sofia blinked with a laugh, pushing her body up an petting the rabbit.

"Been saving this for you all year princess." The old rabbit said rather proud. The rabbit had grown in age, he slept more and did not fool around as he use to, he would lay in Sofia’s lap as she would read, doze off to the sounds of her flute. Yet the rabbit still held his rather jumpy ego and smile. Sofia giggled and took the carrot in hand.

"Thank you clover" she said yawning again. Her voice sounded as silk, older not high pitch and young. A mature voice for a mature woman, Sofia set the carrot on her bed side before getting out of her bed stretching, her hands in the air as her mouth yawned once again.

"What’s with the yawning Sof?" He asked nestling down in the covers.

"I was up all night, I kept getting worried" she said to the rabbit before opening up the blinds, looking down at the beautiful village that had grown and prospered since she first arrived in the castle.

"I have to choice my husband today" she said rather shaky. The woman wore a pale nightdress, it hugged her breast and had a ruffled up lose end. She sighed and looked to the door, her maid Shelby walking in.

"Ah I see you are all up ma’am!" She said in her accent. The woman she had grown with also aged. She now stood taller, small hints of grey threatened her hair but did not show but the woman looked younger to her then ever. Sofia smiled and looked to the bed where Clover had now disappeared.

"Yes, too excited to sleep" she laughed, her long pale fingers fiddled her amulet. Shelby nodded with a smile and brought in her breakfast, the Sofia gave her a smile and sat looking down blueberry pancakes, boiled egg, and raspberry pudding, her favorite breakfast. As Sofia began her day, above the walls, up a stairwell of stairs, sat a wizard with a rather large issue.

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Cedric was an old man, but his looks never changed, a perk of being a wizard, your age may grow but your life can live along with your looks..if you knew the right potions.

Cedric’s small frame changed, from “chicken like arms” to muscles. Not a lot but good enough to give him a more manly physic, her chest was more build along with legs and hips. He looked like a 30 year old who was well rounded with the gym; but not crazy about it. His hair stayed the same, parted at where the grey sat and well trimmed in the back, his wardrobe stayed the same as well. He sat in his lair in a way, hands on his fore head and back hunched, wormwood whom he had affected with the same spells sat near by, pondering what trouble his master.

Cedric let out a loud sigh before rubbing his eyes and allowing his hands to drop to the desk. Sofia. Amulet. Sofia. Amulet. The word rang in his head like a pinball machine, it hurt and he could feel a head ache forming. Over the years he watched the young girl grow, and with each passing year came a blessing and a curse; Sofia’s beauty bloomed with each year, but he still sat in the lair, with out the Amulet, with out power. He sighed, it was frustrating to an extent, every time he tried to get close to Sofia, every time the word Sofia, he would freeze, lost of actions because of the grown woman. He blamed her curves, of corse any man would be attracted to Sofia, she was perfect, brilliant in so many way.

"What am I to do worm wood?" The troubled wizard asked. His own tiny voice was manlier in a way, deeper but his thick accent stayed all the same. The crow simply shrugged, unsure of the situation in the first place. Cedric rolled his eyes before standing, grabbing his coat and pulling it over his body and waking out, he needed to come up with a plain and get his head back in the game. Sofia was 20, her birthday was today and her husband was to be chosen. Whom ever she choice she would leave the castle for good and away with his amulet.

Cedric stopped dead in his tracks, is mind bouncing back and forth. Sofia needed to pick a husband tonight, he could feel a lump form in his chest as his kind kept running, if Sofia picked..picked him, he would be a lining ruler…James had left long ago for a derby career and Amber had married and moved. If Sofia married someone not of a royal rule, she would be the next in line for the thrown, making her husband the king of Arendelle.

Cedric felt a smile grow, his heart raced and his face beat red. He would marry Sofia, the words tightened their grasp around is heart, was this his need for power..or the cold wizards feelings.

A very shaky start to my fanfiction. I am on my phone and tired and sick ;3;