and I’m back with Phedre and Nithys, who still belongs to the fab @feylen
set right after bravery
Phedre dreamt of home.
A forest filled with the laughter of her clan and golden trees standing taller than the sky. She gazed at their shadows and sensed warmth beneath the soles of her feet. Voices whispered in her ears, singing, sighing. A hundred flowers crowned her hair and her skin seemed bare but for a few pieces of silk. She danced in a clearing surrounded by light and listened to the beating of fragile wings. Pixies created a rain of leaves, which covered everything.
Phedre smiled.
She’d been haunted by visions of the fae for all her life, never quite catching the figures hiding in the corners of her eyes and driven almost mad by their absence.
“Come child.” A voice disturbed her movements and a slender hand reached for her. Phedre grasped it.
The woman’s tone reminded her of her mother, of a sweet memory, though, she couldn’t see her face. “You’ve suffered enough. Be calm. Be free.” Impressions of auburn hair and green eyes, freckles spread on shoulders and chest. Phedre felt, as if she saw herself in a mirror, without her fears and sadness. Older. Somehow wiser. More like herself.
“You will love her in the end.” More whispers and a kiss that tasted of honey. Phedre shuddered and noticed another figure waiting between the trees. Nithys. Here? A constant presence in her dreams of late. She’d noticed her beauty first, it seemed impossible not to, and the way her eyes shone, how her hips swayed with every step and those curved horns.
But her true strength lurked in the calmness of her mind, so bright and gentle. And beneath her quietness hid an anxious soul, eager to please, eager to fit in, bound to something dark and demanding. Phede had witnessed the shyness and the sadness and it tugged at the strings of her heart. Her princess stayed blind throughout all of those years spent with her tiefling friend, eagerly throwing herself into the arms of someone else, and Phedre felt nothing but contempt for her.
She plucked a flower from her own braids. “Will she love me?”
“That’s for her to decide.” Fingers brushed her cheek. “You have to wake up.” A last kiss and Phedre came awake with a start.
She’d fallen asleep crouched over her desk. Ink stained her fingertips and she stretched her neck and shoulders, ignoring the half finished letter. What a strange dream. Phedre thought that she could still smell the leaves and her ears rang with the laughter of those fairies. They’d been mostly silent during their travels.
The knock on her door surprised her. “Phedre? Are you asleep?”
“No.”
Nithys. She blushed to the tips of her ears. Quickly, she tried to ease the wrinkles out of her dress and opened the door.
“You ran away and…” Nithys rubbed her neck. She looked as unsure as Phedre felt. The silence stretched between them, neither sure how to proceed.
Phedre chewed on her lips and stared at her feet. “I’m sorry for the kiss, but I’ll have to leave soon and I didn’t want to go without,... kissing you.”
Nithys’ cheeks darkened. “I don’t know what to say. What about Malcer? I thought that you would travel with him?”
“No. Malcer has left two days ago.” His people waited for him and he went without so much as an uneasy goodbye.
Her voice sounded steadier. “I’ll never be his fate and he’ll never be mine.” Phedre wasn’t ashamed about what happened between the two of them. They’d shared a bond, trusting another druid amidst the chaos of their world, but infatuation didn’t offer true feelings.
“Phedre.” Her name on Nithys’ lips sounded like the sweetest song. “I’m quite frankly out of my wits. I don’t know what to think. Everything's a mess. Seeing Serenity marrying him…” Him. His name was a curse and a call of ambition and darkness. Through everything, they’d never found a common ground. Phedre doubted that Nithys held much love for him either, but was too polite to let it taint her words and actions.
“I understand.” Phedre dared to look at Nithys’s face. She had to straighten her neck to do so, but she didn’t dare to look away. “I’ll always be your friend, though. Nothing will change that. Kiss or not.”
Nithys traced the line of Phedre’s jaw with her forefinger. A touch almost like pixie wings.
“I feel honored.” A flicker of doubt crossed her features and she looked away. Phedre sensed that she argued with herself, weighing every option carefully. Like she always did.
Nithys kissed her then.
Phedre stood on tiptoes and forgot to close her eyes. She watched Nithys’ lashes casting shadows on her cheeks. So beautiful. Her lips moved against hers and the taste of wine seemed stronger now. But there was hesitation in their kisses, both unsure of their meaning. Phedre wrapped her arms around her, pressed her body closer to hers. Their thin dresses hid nothing and warmth crawled through her body, as she felt the outline of Nithys’ breasts.
Another dream?
No. The skin beneath the palms of her hands seemed hot to the touch and real. They moved in union, until Phedre’s legs hit her bed. She took Nithys’ hand and pulled her down. It was easier that way and probably healthier for both of their necks. Phedre positioned herself atop on Nithys’ lap, auburn tresses tickling her face, when she leaned down to kiss her again.
Phedre became dizzy from the kisses and the touches and the mere thought that she was allowed to do this.
She stopped and blinked and created a flower in the palm of her hand. Her eyes were dark, as she placed it over Nithys’ heart. “I’ve never seen anything as beautiful as you. I danced with the high lords and ladies of the fae and dreamed of their might and yet they’re pale imitations of your grace.”
The smell of leaves filled the room and for a second, Phedre thought that she heard bell like laughter.
In a flash of “I don’t draw enough recently” and “I love my RL DnD group” I tried to draw my smol group in a style which I discovered while browsing some DnD group pictures on Google~
I had a lot of fun doing this and my group was pretty happy with having a smol avatar of their own ♥
I tried to make a group sketch with the characters of my smol DnD adventure :D Funny thing is that I don’t really know how they look like xD (apart from a few exceptions) So ... please don’t kill me for being vague *hides face*
I decided to flesh out my DnD OC a bit more and tried some outfit designs. I liked these two the most and lined the left one today. But I think it looks okay? So maybe I just go with the left one :,)
