#thedashingwarrior

[curiousgoldenthing-blog]

Wallflower || thedashingwarrior

The masked ball was in full swing. It had taken a week to properly set all the decorations, a month to make the costumes, and three days of nonstop activity in the kitchens to provide all the food. The room was a blaze of color, awash in delightful smells and filled with the sound of music and chatter and laughter.

Everyone seemed to be having a fine time with all their might, save for one girl. Dressed in pale blue, with a simple silk mask tied on with ribbons, she'd tucked herself into a corner by one of the tables and was doing her best to conceal her abundance of awkwardness with an abundance of punch.

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PSA: Older Threads

These are the threads that have just kinda been sitting for a long time without any reply and/or are with blogs that are themselves inactive.

I'm gonna wait on input from my partners before dropping:

"Far From Home" w/ archer-of-durin

"Safe & Sound" w/ thenoblewarden

But I'm dropping/considering the following threads dropped:

"Greeting Thread" w/ alexisofstarkhaven

"Greeting Thread" w/ mabaribranded

"Greeting Thread" w/ thedashingwarrior

"Before the Worst" w/ ogravitas

"Wild Meetings" w/ ensorcelle

"Sweet Tooth" w/ thenoblewarden

"Lost Hope" w/ rythelcousland

"Stand and Deliver!" w/ broscabranded

[thenotsosandyclaws]

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[curiousgoldenthing-blog]

I see you liking that Mun-day post! Stop that this instant! *hides face*

[iwouldvebeendrake01]

For thedashingwarrior! Here you are, love! ;3 <33

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Fandral's eyes widened at her fear. He didn't dare look back -- not out of fear, but out of... concern, he would say. "I'm supposing your mother is standing somewhere beyond me, yes? Oh dear." He hesitated, glancing to his left. With a sigh of relief, he noticed they were in the corridor that led straight out into the courtyard beyond. He squeezed her hand and smiled brightly. "Come then, Estella. We shall escape your mother's wrath." He laughed, if only to lighten the mood, and pulled her away.

With a smothered laugh born more of nerves than humor, she quickly followed. Her mother was, after all, a formidable woman, and the wise did not seek an audience with one of her scoldings. Word would no doubtless trickle back to her ears that her daughter had been seen laughing and chatting with a man, and Estella would be in for it later. So it stood to reason to delay the moment as long as possible.

It was a bit like one of the romantic poems she used to read as a child, running along the corridor, hand in hand with a dashing rogue, reveling in the dizzy delight of misbehavior. When they finally stopped, she risked a peek over her shoulder.

"I don't think she's followed us..."

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"Ah," Fandral replied, nodding his head understandingly. "Well, I'm sure a beautiful women such as yourself will be invited to one quite soon." At her wink, Fandral held his chest in fake pain. "Scoundrel? You positively wound me, Estella. I thought I had come off as a perfect gentlemen." He returned the wink even so, eyes lighting up when she spoke again. "Of course I will! Where you would like to be taken, however... that's up to you. I have a few places in mind."

The girl smiled and opened her mouth to make some witty rejoinder, but then her eyes fastened on something over his shoulder and she turned pale.

"Wherever you were thinking, now is a good time to go there," she whispered urgently.

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As much as he tried, Fandral couldn't hold in his laughter after she laughed. His boisterous laughter mixed with her's as the sounds bounced off of the high walls and stone floors, sending a rather cheerful, loud noise through the corridor. "It's a miracle!" he exclaimed, smile brighter than ever. But then his smile faded slightly -- only to be replaced by a smirk. "But a virgin birth isn't any fun, is it? There's no... /soiree/ beforehand."

"I'm afraid I wouldn't know," she confessed, wiping her eyes. "I've never attended any such soiree. Mother's seen to that. I'm surprised she hasn't come swooping in to save my virtue from such a scoundrel as you." The last was accompanied by an unexpectedly playful wink. "Promise you'll spirit me away if she does come prowling about, won't you?"