@grimsins + 𝑠𝑡𝑎𝑟𝑡𝑒𝑟 𝑐𝑎𝑙𝑙 .
think her brothers knows , the maid would have told on her by now . sneaking out in the afternoon , it wasn’t proper . knows the reprimant by heart at this point , but being out here again , it feels like she can breath again . days had been filled with balls and silk and lace dresses & hours infront of mirror : someone tugging her hair in every direction . and sure , she is still wearing a dress , but it’s less formal and certainly doesn’t speak to the title her name holds and beneath it , she had pulled on one of her brothers pants so she can use a man’s sadle . finally had a moment to sneak out to the stables , tacked up aquila ( her favorite mare . ) and now she feel rain slowly drip down upon features while slowly riding through the forest . it’s not the country side : it’s not far enough away from civilication , but it’s away from the ton and it’s away from everything she would rather be without . reigns in one hand & she push a branch away from her face , duck beneath other . hair grows more and more damp from the rain slowly falling , and when coming down to the lake : her final destination for the evening , aquila comes to a stop & she leans head back , letting drops hit against her face . if she catch a gold , so be it .