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4 yrs ago
Current Just to inform all my partners I will be taking a short break whilst I move home. Responses and replies will return once I am settled.
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4 yrs ago
How do you write like you're running out of time? Write day and night like you're running out of time? (This darn song is stuck in my head T.T)
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4 yrs ago
Welp, now to wait for the next patch of FFXIV ;A;
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6 yrs ago
Expect delays with replies as FFXIV Shadowbringers has come out <3
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April 22nd
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If you have an questions or ideas please feel free to get in touch! I also work full time so sometimes my responses can be sporadic.

If I'm not on here writing I will most certainly be playing video games or sucked into a new world reading.

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Ohhhh okay! It sounds a lot of fun with the unpredictability of the dice! I may have to take a gander. Haha yes! I remember them all from the party. Gosh there are so many characters within this haha.
Elise busied herself with the beautiful horse she was about to ride, listening to all the people around her as chatter began to ensue from everyone now that Ozragad had mounted his horse. It started off a lot of movement around and she glanced towards one of her ladies who signalled for her to mount her own horse. As if forgetting for a moment she was here to be a part of this prewedding tradition she denied the help of one of the servers and got on the horse herself without need of help.

Of course, she could ride, she had been taught when she was a young girl back in the palace to ride a horse and often, she found herself enjoying the freedom of it until her father ordered that no one was allowed to ride further than the castle grounds which restricted a lot of her movement. Glancing behind her once mounted she could see Treville who had readied himself on the horse watching her keenly as if waiting for someone to dare attack her.

Everyone is on edge, I’m not surprised. Am I worried? No. Liar. Elise thought to herself as she gripped the reigns of her horse moving along with the crowd trying to ignore her earlier awkwardness when mentioning the weather to him. Caught in her own thoughts she missed the figure of her personal guard approaching her on horseback to lecture her.

“My lady, you need to keep your wits about you. This is so open. So… dangerous. Why ever did you agree to such traditions?” A low hurried whisper could be heard from Treville as he acted like he was having a normal conversation with the Princess.

“They want a show, this marriage is meant for peace is it not? This will only show that we have a united front amongst all our enemies and that we truly mean for this peace to work.” Elise cut him down quickly as she shot him a glance frowning at him clearly telling him to keep his opinions to himself.

“I… of course. I just do not wish to see harm befall you. Apologies your grace.” Treville mumbled as he shook his head muttering his disapproval as he fell back on his horse leaving Elise alone once more to continue riding with the group. Her ladies were riding just behind her and Elise couldn’t help but look out at the land, the people that were gathered for their union as she caught sight of all the guards ready and waiting for any sign of danger. It didn’t ease her worries seeing them there, in fact she was still under the belief that she could be killed at any moment.

Looking ahead as people began to fan out, she caught the Kings motion and obliged moving up beside him on her horse as she listened, inwardly cringing at how he had caught on and the choice was hers on whether she should be honest or not. “It should be no problem your highness, acting comes naturally to me.” Speaking softly letting him know that no matter what she was feeling no other would see it or be able to catch onto it, she was here to play her part as promised.

Sparing a glance around her ensuring no one was within earshot she decided to offer him a bit of truth to how she was, her ladies had glimpses and whether or not it was reported to him she didn’t know. “I have not been myself since the incident, it brought back memories I thought long forgotten.”

Is there any harm in telling him the truth?

“Lack of sleep feeds the paranoia; I can’t say I feel completely safe. It would not be hard for an accident to happen in the open. A stray arrow to strike me down and end the alliance with blame solely being on an accident whilst hunting.” Although she was discussing her fears of her impending death she did not flinch or let it show on her face, if anyone were to see it would only stir up rumours or conflicts and she was not about to let everyone know of such things.

“Perhaps a truth for a truth? Would you care to tell me what is on your mind currently?” Elise posed the question to him, perhaps it would be a way for them to bond and start some sort of connection for their marriage.

Would it really matter to know more about him? Perhaps it would make the marriage easier in the long run.

Which one will attempt to cut me down? Elise couldn’t help but think like that as she held the bow waiting to arise to her full height alongside the others. It would be easy to make it look like a riding accident. Maybe this hunt has been designed by the King himself to finally finish the deed. He hadn’t hesitated in strangling her in the library a memory that often crossed her mind and she had scolded herself for not fighting as she used too, just letting herself go through the motions all to keep herself alive. It wasn’t right, but then actively fighting him hadn’t been the way to go either as she was certain he suspected her to have tried to poison him, which was absurd, especially if he knew the horrors she was currently facing when alone.

Is it worth losing myself?

Mulling over her inner thoughts she felt a pang in her stomach, a sharp pain reminding her of the missed breakfast that she couldn’t bear to stomach left on the bedside in her room no doubt been cleaned away already. Something she knew she would have to fix as what was the point in playing this careful game to keep herself alive if she was just going to let herself waste away like this. Hiding the discomfort on her face she glanced up when a shadow cast over her form to see Ozragad himself had approached her, but what surprised her was the outstretched hand to her of all people.

This is a show after all.

Reminding herself of that fact quickly as she graced him with a smile taking his hand as she rose to her feet happy to not be in that position anymore as she felt the release of pressure from her stomach. There was no room for hesitation right now, not if they were trying to have a somewhat united front against their enemies that seemingly lurked everywhere within the shadows.

“Your highness.” Speaking softly as she began to follow towards the horses that had been brought out before them, her own eyes looking at the black steed that she assumed to be his finding her gaze caught by the white mare beside it saddled and ready to go knowing that was the creature she would be riding today. It was certainly beautiful and reminded her of her own horse back home that she highly doubted she would ever ride again, like his horse the one she had back home had been black and in her own Kingdom she couldn’t remember ever seeing white mares and she knew she was excited to get to ride it.

Grasping his hand, it was only then she became conscious that her own was ice cold in his, in fact her whole body in general was cold which she knew was down to the lack of sleep as often when this happened to her, she would just grow cold finding it hard to keep her warmth. It wouldn’t have been an issue had he not offered his hand and she couldn’t very well refuse it in front of all these people and embarrass him. It would only cause more of a commotion around their wedding and arrangement.

Don’t draw attention to it.

“It seems like good weather for a hunt.” Keeping the pleasant smile on her face as she walked acting as if nothing was the matter and not letting on to anyone there was anything wrong, she approached the horses letting her hand drop from his the moment it became acceptable and not odd to the eyes of others. After all everyone was watching them, and she would not give them reason to gossip. Taking the reigns from one of the servers she thanked them politely as she gently reached up stroking the horse and allowing it to take in her scent to accept her, but the horse didn’t seem to be spooked by her at all which was a good sign.

I still can’t shake the feeling of another attack, what if they try again? It’s so open out here. I don’t exactly have anything to defend myself with and it would look awfully strange if I asked for it. Maybe even suspicious. Though she was facing an inner turmoil nothing gave any hint to it on her face as she glanced back to Ozragad waiting for him to mount his horse before she would get on her own for the hunt.
Thanks! I’m pretty excited about both haha. Hopefully things start going back to normal! I hope you don’t have to wait too long for the vaccine!

Yeah, Spring is pretty exciting! No more cold weather to deal with and more outside stuff. Oh, tabletop stuff? How is that? I’ve never dabbled personally, but I’m always curious about it.
Haha oh bless you!

I’m pretty excited for the hunt, it’s going to be a lot of fun!

I’m good thank you! I’m getting my vaccine on Wednesday. How are you? I did actually! I was quite surprised, but I found someone, and I can’t wait with the planning that we have done for it so far!
There we go! Sorry I took so long with this one haha. If you like feel free to skip it a few days as I feel they will both be doing the same things for a bit. Cas with King responsibilities and Iris mulling around the hotel calling Maisie haha
Get a hold of yourself. You can’t keep thinking like this, worrying about everything that I out of your control.

Glancing to the door of the hotel room as she began to chew the inside of her lip debating on just leaving, perhaps she would just have to make her own way back to the Districts and let Caspian be happy. Cas deserved that much especially with everything she had put him through, maybe the there was truth to the fact that Cas had Stockholm syndrome and now with inheriting the country he would undoubtedly come to terms with it. Though he wasn’t exactly like his father and she doubted he would haul her back off to prison she still wondered if he would now just toss her aside, it wasn’t good to think like this but when she didn’t feel like she was worthy of him it was hard to stop the thoughts. Especially whilst she was alone in this hotel room.

He wouldn’t do that to me, stop thinking like it.

Trying to force herself to think positive, a difficult feat when she gravitated towards the negative, she headed towards the hotel phone picking it up as she looked at the numbers. Instinctively she went to type in his number but stopped herself knowing it wasn’t the right time, plus what if he was in the middle of something important? She couldn’t just interrupt him because she couldn’t keep herself together. Shaking her head, she typed in a different number, one that seemed like muscle memory as she touched the numbered keys and waited to hear a voice she knew would help pull her out of her current slump.

“Hello?”

“M-Masie… it’s me.”

“Iris! Oh my god I thought the worst! You left for days, what happened? Tell me everything! Are you hurt? Do you need any more help? Did… he hurt you?” Maisie practically blurted out all the important questions the minute she heard her best friends voice, an undertone of panic could be heard beneath it, but it was clear how upset she had been over not knowing what had happened to her friend. “The news reports say the prince was found… I. I didn’t know what to think and now, his dad is dead. Well, the King. Can’t say I’m too unhappy about it.”

“No, he didn’t hurt me, it was pretty crazy and a lot to go through. I’m not sure I even want to voice it again; I can’t relive it right now. I can’t… but. I’m safe currently. I’m in a hotel room by myself because he had to go back and well inherit the throne.” Iris sighed softly flinching at the idea of going through everything that had happened from leaving Maisie to now, a part of her craved to see her again and just be in her home knowing she was safe. Right now she was in the hotel room, but it didn’t feel safe, she still felt like she was looking over her shoulder waiting for security to throw her to jail or Ethan to finish what he had started.

“Iris… I wish I was there to take your mind off of things.” Maisie sighed softly just relieved to know for now her friend was physically okay, the other stuff she wasn’t too sure on, but she knew when to push and when not too. “So, tell me about the hotel room? I bet its super fancy… and what about you and him hmm? Life of adventure can surely create bonds.” She wasn’t stupid and even though she had said specifically to the Prince not to hurt her friend, she knew that the both of them had some sort of attraction to one another.

“Oh, you would not believe it!” A nervous chuckle left her lips as she glanced back at the room happy to latch onto the subject and not her wellbeing, “And well… things did kind of happen and…”

“Did you sleep together?”

“M-Maisie! Well… yeah but…” Iris felt her face flush sighing slightly as she shook her head, “The morning after was when he found out about his dad, it happened the same night. It’s surely not something he would want to remember; he must feel so guilty about it being with me instead of him.”

“Iris don’t you dare, I’m sure he wouldn’t blame you and don’t tell me that’s not where your thought process goes. Who has been your friend for all this time? Hmm?

“I’ve made a decision.”

“Iris…”

“No, he is going to become a King Maisie, who was I kidding? I need to come home let him move on and enjoy his life. Better everything for the people because that’s more important than my feelings for him.”

“Ethan… has been a bit difficult… but. You know he is all too obsessed with the rebellion, you’re safer staying there.” Maisie sighed shaking her head on the other side of the phone, but it was then Iris cut her off and the subject altogether had been dropped. Opting for a more positive route Iris diverted the conversation to needless things, catching up with Masie on what had happened and just keeping well away from herself. It had been a great way to pass the time and Iris knew she had been on the phone for a good few hours with Maisie chasing away the emptiness and lonely feeling from her as she distracted herself with the phone, right up until she could make a call to Cas. Her resolve however had not changed, she fully planned to return to the districts, and she hoped she could maybe convince Jacob to take her. If he felt it was in the best interest of Caspian then she was certain he would do it.
I'm really excited for the hunt! It's going to be a lot of fun~
In the week that had passed Elise could safely say that a good night’s rest had eluded her once again, unable to get more than a couple of hours at a time she struggled to remove the images from her mind as nights passed. Memories ranging from the past with her brother to the server Ozragad had forced to drink the poison both permanently stained into her mind. It felt like her hands would never be clean, blood staining them and no matter how much she scrubbed she couldn’t remove the feeling of the warmth on her fingertips, the blood she had once touched. Even eating had become a chore for her as she found it hard to swallow anything solid and keep it down for a few hours before the haunting had resumed and the ability to keep food down whilst vivid imagery graced her mind became difficult.

Elise had done her best to keep this a secret, not wanting any of it to go back to the King as she kept the simple façade of happiness. Whether or not her ladies had caught on to her nightmares and lack of eating they didn’t make it known which she was thankful for, even if it was all starting to catch up again. Freedom to leave her section had now been granted, but she didn’t roam far keeping to her rooms for the most part because the idea of leaving played about with her anxiety that someone was ready to strike her down.

At times when she felt daring, she could be found in the library using the books to read as an escape and a good source of focus for her mind away from all the bloodshed. With her tired form and lack of energy she had even fallen asleep in one of the chairs in the library only to wake up at any little sound still on edge from the incident. Elise could feel the tension as the days passed, but things seemed to settle again and there was a buzz about the castle as Manawydan had started to prepare the great hunt that was a premarital tradition.

After having kept to herself for most of the week she hadn’t seen Ozragad from their last discussion where her vulnerable side had shown, it was a blessing because she didn’t know what she would have to say to him. Not after the assassination attempt and that fact that she had and probably still was suspected to have had a hand in it. Elise couldn’t blame them for the accusation or suspension for that matter because if she had been in their shoes, had she nearly been killed her first thought would go to the King wondering if he wanted her gone.

Atarah had the good sense to plan a beautiful gown for the hunt, something of Formori culture to help gain favour with his people. It was another fine gown with a deep rich colour rather than the pale blues and purples she would wear back home, this gown had a golden lace and trim and she could feel Atarah having to tighten it up more than she usually would on other outfits. Thankfully the woman didn’t even speak about it and had just gotten her ready for the day curling her hair and letting it fall down naturally as she wove in a golden circlet atop her head. Once dressed for the day Atarah handed her a fur trimmed shawl to keep her warm if the temperature had dropped as they would be outside for the hunt itself most of the day and she was pleased to know Atarah would be with her throughout to help with names and information to help with small talk.

Already Elise felt tired, and the day had yet to begin, playing an act as if everything was okay took a lot of energy and with her lack of sleep, she knew she would have to be careful and not snap at those around her. It was why she had said to Treville to just watch her from afar because hearing his constant disappointment in her actions and how she should present herself would only infuriate her. They were all outside currently waiting for the King to arrive and Atarah had informed her of the horse she would be riding and was talking through the day with her only to stop as silence fell across everyone signalling his arrival.

Following suit, she bowed alongside the others not even playing the game and daring to bow as little as she could get away with, no she was too tired to play and just bowed like she normally would not caring about it in the slightest. There were bigger priorities on her mind right now, the thought of staying alive amongst this pack of wolves that wouldn’t hesitate to cut her down.

You can do this, it’s just another day. Another event and once it is over, I can return to the peace of my room. But… what if a stray arrow shoots me whilst out here?


To the stars who listen and the dreams that are answered...


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Okay so I have just read A Court Of Thorns and Roses (about time I know) and I am obsessed! I don’t know if there is anyone else on this platform that feels the same and would love to write from that series, but I thought I’d post out a feeler just in case.

I’d be happy to create an original plot, or even follow the book with our own characters. I’m of course obsessed with Rhysand and would adore someone to play him for me, but I know that’s not always the case. I’d be happy to play anyone from the series (and double up of course as anyone from the series), or if we’d prefer we can create our own characters and use the world.

If anyone wants to discuss this with me send me a PM!

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