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The Rain Stays The Same,Ch. 14The Rain Stays The Same,Ch. 14The Rain Stays The Same,Ch. 14 by ~LilyHellsing
Well there. Hello. Awkward. Lol, I know it's been…so, so many months. No excuse, I know. Can't promise regular updates though…but I re-watched Brave and…yeah. So here you are!
Hope the long chapter makes it for it a little!
Though it was Evey's only wish to avoid Macintosh, both of them, as much as she could, she was unlucky. Today was the day that the clans were leaving, to return the week of the wedding. Right, when was that again? A couple more months, she believed, unless something happened between then and now.
After all, she had just sold out her betroth's love. And who knew what might happen, what Vailean would do in between then and now. She was at least pretty confident that Magnus wouldn't try to end the contract – not at the risk of losing the lands and money – and, once again, she wasn't sure if that was a blessing or a curse.
Yet hungover, she rose and dressed properly to bid everyone a safe travel and
The Rain Stays The Same, ChaptThe Rain Stays The Same, Chapter 13The Rain Stays The Same, Chapt by ~LilyHellsing
Her entire body was trembling. Each step she took wasn't exactly straight – though from the wine or the fear, she did not know – which made her sway as she walked. She wanted to run and hide after what had just happened before the King and Queen…before the other clans! Oh no…she heard large, fast footsteps coming behind her.
"Mind explaining what that was about, Lady?" Magnus asked as he turned the corner with her, his tone neutral and, in that sense, alarming. Evey didn't know if he was upset with her or not. And yet how could he not be?
"It was nothing, my Lord," she shifted back to their titles as he did; was that a sign of his displeasure or just because people were nearby? "Please, leave me to my room so I may wait for this wine's effects to leave me." She needed to stop drinking, she thought. Still, she kept walking, occasionally using her hand against the wall to guide her.
Just as she reached the hall that was her ro
The Rain Stays The Same, Ch 12The Rain Stays The Same, Ch 12.The Rain Stays The Same, Ch 12 by ~LilyHellsing
Again guys, sorry for the long wait. Inspiration lacked, then as soon as it hit…classes and work started lol. Can’t win for losing. Anyway, here you go! Thanks for sticking with me
So the dress was once Lady Macintosh’s. How…how…uh…Evey faltered even in her thoughts. How was she to greet the King and Queen, as well as the other Lords, if she couldn’t even finish a thought?!
The dress wasn’t exactly…Lady-like. That was to say, Evey had noticed that the pattern and style was so…so…common. And she grimaced at the word. But it was the only thing that she could find – that her ladies could find – in time that looked Scottish. That was Scottish. And for some reason, it hadn’t come across her mind to ask why the dress wasn’t exactly…ah…regal.
Perhaps if she survived the evening, she might ask Magnus about it.
“Breathe, lassy.” A deep r
Frostbitten Beau, Ch 2WOW I got a lot of feedback! Lol. That's great Thanks guys. I'll probably be editing/adding to chapter 1 since people are interested.Frostbitten Beau, Ch 2 by ~LilyHellsing
I wracked my brain for hours trying to figure out details. Humans still think Jack Frost exists even though Mother Nature is doing the winter duties. They think Santa = Santa. The ELVES, however, know Jack Frost = Santa, but can't say anything. So because of this, the humans think Jack Frost is independent of the other tales – if they know who Jack is to begin with, lol.
So I decided to do an illusion. Which is hard as hell. If that doesn't make sense by the end of the chapter, PLEASE leave me a review saying so and which part doesn't make sense. I'll edit right away.
"It doesn't take much to run this place right." Jack called out as he walked to the sleigh. Everything had been packed for him to make a long stay. It was decided he would stay in a hotel – grimy, disgusting things those were. But it would be the finest in the entire city.