Thread: Burgeoning Dreams of Steam and Magic [-:IronicallyHaru:-]

The kitchen always got so hot and muggy, Arabella , also known well as Bell, continually having to rub her forehead with the back of her hand as she worked away at dicing the Golden Delicious apples to formulate for the tart. Her chestnut tresses knotted up in a bun high above her head, her hands quick at work as her wrist gracefully moved the blade carefully. Baking was her forte and the Kingdom even knew it, as to why she was mostly in the bakery. Once the apples had been finished her gentle hands began to knead at the dough, spreading it out before her to ensure the size would be appropriate for the medium pie. The sixteen year old was so infatuated with her work that she had not noticed her brother making his way into the kitchen, grabbing her tight little rump as he made his way by. Flailing her hands a shriek left from her lungs, quick to turn around to catch a glimpse of the culprit who dared to touch such a sensitive part of her body. Oh, its only you Bell giggled at her brother, tilting her head to his direction to rest it on his cheek as he held onto her small frame tightly. It was challenging for Bell to pick up the pieces of her shattered past and move along as the world did every day. How do you go about living a normal life if all youve known was royalty? Let alone the loss of her parents. Two insufferable losses she faced daily, reminded of the days behind her. Not a day went by where her parents didnt crossed her mind, and often she wondered if she could carry on living. This was when her connection with her brother Nevyn sparked, kindling into a beautiful yet starry-eyed relationship. There he took her in as his own, protecting and guiding her, ensuring that she would never be alone. He was all that she had now and all that she needed. She dedicated her life to this man and loved him undyingly. Together they were inseparable, going wherever he went if the journey was vast and far. She was not perfect at wielding a sword but she could indeed protect herself in needed. My day is more delightful now that youre in it. A warm smile as sweet as the pie she was making swept over her cherry lips, kissing her dear brother on the forehead before removing herself underneath him. I assume youve come here for something more than me? She teased him as she reached the cooler underneath her, pulling out a brown bag filled with goodies and nourishments. In the bag was a turkey sandwich on white, mayonnaise and ripened tomatoes scattered against the thin pieces of meat. A canteen filled with spring water to wet his dry lips, and dont forget those bakery treats she made especially for him. You must be famished. Take a break and eat with me? Stafs presence radiated in her room, already calming her down from the stresses of her fears. It was always such a delight to be in the same room as him. As he sat himself beside her the heat from his body radiated alongside her, and it was the sensation she craved for her desperate time. She turned her body as he grasped her hands in a tight clutch, the spaced in between her fingers fit perfectly against his own. Shh She pursed her lips together, the sound soothing to ones ears. I know sweetest, I know. I tried my hardest to talk to mother about the wedding. Evidently it had failed. Ravness bowed her head in defeat, her eyes starting to well up as tears tried to overtake her visions. She wobbled her head to rid of the emotions, swallowing them down as her eyes pierced into his own, and her forehead resting amongst his. I thought long and hard on how to cease these planned events, and that only way to avoid what will soon happen is to escape from the castle. The words stung worse than salt invading an open wound. Never had she thought of something so radical, but as they said, drastic times called for drastic measures. I know the decision is rash but what else are we supposed to do, Staf? I cannot live knowing that were separated from one another. I just She let go of her grip with his hands, swift to wrap then around his body to bring him in a tight and warm embrace. I wont let this happen I simply cannot! Her clasp was robust and packed with her feelings, her lips finding their way to repeatedly peck at the sides of his neck, trailing them down to his shoulder. I dont know what else to do