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I AM MOVING BLOGS!!!

My new blog is a main blog which means I can now follow back, like, comment and so much more! I’m so happy that I finally made this big decision! I’ve also taken more time on my theming and such so things can be easier and much more organized!

Check out my new blog @arendelliansovereign

I AM MOVING BLOGS!!!

My new blog is a main blog which means I can now follow back, like, comment and so much more! I’m so happy that I finally made this big decision! I’ve also taken more time on my theming and such so things can be easier and much more organized!

Check out my new blog @arendelliansovereign

The first question he had came with overwhelming thoughts and answers. Thinking of some sort of process to go down the list of what all hut, she decided going from bottom to top could work.

Nodding her head quietly when hearing his comment about the nightgown he retrieve. She’d rather have it be too big that too small, especially right now. Taking it carefully in her hand, she pulled the gown over head. Trying to attempt at dressing and undressing herself at once without exposing anymore of herself. There was somewhat of a success, all that really mattered was the end result of being covered and not having to depend on a towel.

“When I glanced in the mirror I saw marks on my neck. Those don’t hurt as bad, I mean they hurt when I got them but my neck doesn’t feel all that sore.” She started off, in no way was she going to make any sort of eye contact with him.

Hans nods, “Lower?” He beckons, knowing the conversation was hard and torn between holding her hand and not. They weren’t exactly friends even if, by some twisted joke of fate he had been the one who ended up supporting her through this.

“My chest hurts a lot. Like it all feels very, very sore.” She gulped for a moment before continuing. “He grabbed so hard, I know some people all that making love but that did not feel like that. I have no idea what her got out of that alone, like there was nothing passionate about it. I mean if he has a passion for hurting people he did pretty good at that.”

Slowly the princess nodded her head, she was more willing to comply now than before. She made her way back to the bed, only sitting on the side of it. “Do you have a night gown? I mean not you personally have one of your own—one I could wear. I know it’s not night—I’m pretty sure—but I don’t think a towel is the best thing to wear when talking about this thing. The towel is super comfortable, don’t get me wrong, but I’m sure I’m going to accidentally flash you in any minute.”

It was all becoming real again. For a few moments while talking to him, she forgot about it all even though her body still felt terrible. Now trying to somewhat recall the basics of last night was more than enough to snap her back into reality. She began to chew slightly in her bottom lip, far different than biting. Chewing st times felt like a substitute for talking, your jaw’s still moving so what was the difference, right? Finally she spoke up and stated. “I have no idea where to start.”

He nods “Tell me where it hurts?” He offers her “I know its hard, but if we can address it now then, you can forget about it later. I’ll give you a moment to collect your thoughts, I’m going to go into the next room, 5 minutes at most and fetch you that nightgown. Okay?” He tells her and heeds out the door, a couple minutes later he comes back with a brand new, fresh nightgown for her to use it had obviously been kept for too long on a drawer by the thick folding lines but it smelled nice. Hans had poured something fresh-smelling like lavender and lime on it and it was decidedly too big for Anna. 

“Sorry I only had that one.” He says “It’s a space for guests, I’m afraid it will be big but it will hide your dimensions if that helps you feel more comfortable.” 

Nodding her head quietly when hearing his comment about the nightgown he retrieve. She’d rather have it be too big that too small, especially right now. Taking it carefully in her hand, she pulled the gown over head. Trying to attempt at dressing and undressing herself at once without exposing anymore of herself. There was somewhat of a success, all that really mattered was the end result of being covered and not having to depend on a towel.

At first it seemed like Anna knew her answer. “Oh yes definitely.” But after a moment she hesitated. Biting down onto her lip as she looked down to the ground and thought things over for a moment. It was either tell the painful truth or keep a painful secret. Both options sounded like absolute hell to her, delaying her arrival as much as possible.

“Can we take the long way back?” She blurted out, looking up to the prince. “I mean it’s going to take me some time not only to heal physically but also mentally. Plus I’ve got to get some sort of story together. They’ll definitely believe I just ruined my gown from some stains—not because some stupid duke couldn’t keep his hands to himself,” here we go again “or comprehend the fact that I could not even walk straight, or maybe that I’m already in a relation, or that at least some part of me showed some discomfort.” As she listed off the things, her voice slowly came weaker. Her eyes losing his as she looked back down to the grown but stayed standing and holding her towel tightly.

“We can,” He says “No problem. We can also buy you another dress” He talks to her hopping she feels more secure “I can stay with you as long as you want, we also can talk… I’d suggest that even” He offers. 

It was dead silent for a long moment. All Anna had expected was a yes or no to her question, not a speech on why her body was perfect the way it was. She stood there in awe, her cheeks heating up and almost losing the grip onto her towel. The princess had no idea what to say in a response to a thing like that, there were so many routes she could take this but nothing came out of her mouth. Standing in the middle of the room, lost in her own train of thought—forgetting all about wanting chocolate now.

Her mouth slowly began to open but it soon shut as not a sound could not come out. Then she gave him a smile and nod. “Thank you.” She wanted to say so much more but nothing else could come out of her. Trying her best to not forget to keep a grip onto her towel while she used her other hand to reach for the chocolate.

Taking one small square in hand, she rose a small brow. “So you’re saying my boobs are squares? Or you at least know someone who has square ones?” Great way to ruin the moment Anna.

“Is that what you took of my speech?” He said amused “None so far, but why are you concerned? do you think yours are square?” He figured why get mad when he can just fight fire with fire. 

He took a square of chocolate too, one with high cacao content and thus, rather bitter. 

“W-what’s happening to me?” 

“Take it easy, now, that’s it.” 

“What did you do to me?!” 

“Starting to feel anything different?” 

“I-I need to leave before this gets any worse.” 

“Get the fuck away from me!” 

“Did you do something different- you look… different.” 

“Hey, are you okay?” 

“You look delicious tonight.” 

“Woah, I can see in the dark.” 

“Have you always had fangs?” 

“Your eyes…they’re…” 

“I can taste your fear from here.” 

“Why are you doing this?” 

“Holy SHIT I can smell too much!” 

“I am absolutely starving.” 

“Can I have just a nibble…?” 

“I am going to tear you apart!” 

“I feel like my insides are trying to escape.” 

“Everything hurts.” 

“Oh god, I’m turning into a monster.” 

“How was your first night?” 

“Please, make it stop!” 

“I can’t do it! Please!” 

“You’ll have to kill me!” 

“Shh, it’ll be over soon.”