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

Bells brother handled the situation with ease, almost flawlessly. Nodding in agreement she sat beside him and ate the lunch she had prepared. Nevyn was always such a good brother, watching out for her and being the guard she yearned to have. She admired him intensely, occasionally wondering how she managed to keep him coiled around her little finger? You know just the right words to make me blush. She giggled those sweet words out as her frail head rested on his shoulder momentarily, getting lost into this delightful moment with her sibling. The birds flew with grace as they sang their song up above, fluttering their feathers as some bathed at the fountain in the area. Ill always cherish the time we spend together, and I look forward to seeing you again tonight. Farewell my knight. It was strange how his temperament could change whilst he fucked his sister. Demanding, violent, and in control. Yet, now he was loving, affectionate, with no hint of strict in him. Regardless, Bells love for him will never change direction. As she departed from her brother she swiveled her head around her shoulder to catch one last glimpse before disappearing into the shadows that was the kitchen. There is work to be done at such an important time. I do not need to keep tabs on you. Understood? The Kitchen Master eyed her over with disappointment, two firm hands stationed on her hips with a battering spoon gripped in her left hand. Yes Maam. I apologize. Bell bowed her head to the woman before continuing with her duties, making an assortment of delicious tarts, cakes and more for the feast. I wonder how nervous the Prince and Princess are right now. Bell thought to herself as her fingers kneaded away at the dough, obediently shifting and shaping under her hands commands. If she and Nevyn lived back at their Kingdom in around two years it would be him who would be going through the same ordeal. The thought of Nevyn being taken away from her brought a cold chill down her spine, an overwhelming sense of sadness gripping at her heart. She shook her head to rid the thought from her, knowing well that something like that could no longer happen. For once she was thankful that she and Nevyn was no longer in royalty. The clock ticked and the arrows struck, time closing in and the fete was only a mere thirty minutes away. Get the meal prepared on the tables out in the ball room then change into presentable clothing to serve our Lord and Lady. Chop chop! Clapping her hands the kitchen headmaster signaled the crew to get going. Since there were plenty of maids in service the preparation did not take long. Bell slipped into proper uniform , stationing herself at a nearby end table with hands politely folded in front of her, waiting for the crowd to draw in as the fete begun. Ravness placed a finger on her chin as she pondered in thought, the image of Nevyn igniting in her mind before she proceeded to respond. Ah, Nevyn. I do not know him as well as you do but yes, I do remember him. Was he really a Royal, let alone possessing the Old Power? A baffled expression played on her innocent face, blinking softly to let the thought simmer there for a moment. It wouldnt hurt to ask him if he could volunteer. What would be in it for him, though? Especially if it costs him his life if everything fails. There is no guarantee that this will work perfectly. This would be the riskiest trial the two would encounter, adrenaline already starting to bubble in the pit of her stomach. We would get disowned by our mother and father, our names will be tainted. A bad reputation would spill bad news, but their current situation was more important than their ego. Oh my, I almost forgot that we have the banquet tonight! Ravness sprung upwards, quick to get out of bed as the clock hurried her to get ready. Perhaps we can meet up with Nevyn after the feast and propose the idea to him. What do you say Staf? She was still quite nude, her voluptuous curves shining against her dried sweat, a contagious smile playing on her red apple lips. Her hand extending out, reaching for his to help him from the bed, gripping it with integrity. We will find a way my love. I swear it on us. To reassure the both of them her lips collided with his own, amplifying it as she pressed into his chest. She pulled away, laughing optimistically. We better get dressed and put on a show. Too bad they have no idea whats coming their way.