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Full ADULT whimsy. We're already getting into some spicy chapters but we're not there yet(smut).
Warnings: adult content, innuendos, unsettling plot background like rebellions, war, cannibalism none explicit and only mentioned in passing, no canon inside, lvl1 angst, slight stupidity.
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'Go stand in.'
The tiger shifter pushed the back of his head in the direction of the counter.
She had her camera posed and didn't need that boy hovering. Eye focused, she bent slightly for depth in the angle, then waved her hand the signal that they should start doing their thing naturally.
Her hand hesitated when she saw Yaladei take a pack but he was carrying it so awkwardly….her finger came down with the side of her lips pulled up.
Someone called out the opening of the stall and feet were already moving towards the tent.
Once she took a few pictures of the opening minutes she straightened, ready to move on.
'Wait Meaw.' He called out to her and she looked over her shoulder unimpressed.
'Aren't you supposed to, you know? Go sell stuff?' She tried to shoot him away.
'They said they could handle it. My coursemates are really dependable and Jemil is there.' He looked happy to tell her.
Then she exhales. So she has gum on her shoe, whatever.
'Don't disturb me, I'm working.'
'Ok!'
She went to the stage to hear the speeches and honorary recognised students. It was so boring….
Her eye caught a movement and her finger immediately caught the collar of his jacket. 'Where are you going?'
'Hm? I saw someone holding a balloon…? I think it's shaped like a bird but the size of it is insane. We should go see it.' He looked back at her, tilting his head all the way to the back.
She looked around over the crowd and saw what he referenced but then it rounded a corner.
'You can't even see it now, you'll get lost looking for that.'
'Woah, you see everything from up there.'
'Yeah that's why you listen to me and don't just wander off.' She huffed.
Her ear was half on the speech and half on what he was doing as he scrolled on his phone.
'Do you play games?'
'A few gacha.'
'What kind?'
'Creating characters…turn based fights.'
Then he took a long look at her cropped hoodie, high waist shorts over leggings leading into boots.
'You like things with fashion?' The closer he looked at her there was a rise in temperature. The hall is supposed to be air-conditioned…
His eyes moved a bit from her face lower and his throat clogged.
'Kinda. If I can't get it for myself, I'm glad I can at least get it for my characters, it's cheaper in pixels.'
Then she looked at her side thinking this was a reasonable conversation and caught his eyes.
He looked up and blinked as his face began to bloom and she took a step back feeling her instincts blaring.
'So you're a little perv too.' She muttered to herself.
A known shameless face surfaces in her mind.
What is up with all these small beings being the worst?
He looked down at his hands fiddling with his phone and then back at her, looking lost.
'Don't you try it, that's not going to work on me.'
She swallowed and told herself it's a bad idea to keep looking at that face, the low hooded eyes downcast and the chain stark against the colour….
Sprites, humans and whatever…they always do this.
'Just focus on the speech, he's saying something important.' She tore her gaze away and looked straight at the podium.
But it was over, now they were calling out the rules to a game. The host is looking dazzling, his signature as the face of the student body, Vit.
The screen in front switching to a colourful graphic with the footage of the crowd.
Then the camera honed in and she blinked, looking at the figure becoming clearer and closer.
She turned already hearing the drone and seeing the light shining directly in her eye she cursed out loud.
It was covered by the cheers in the space.
'COME ON, LET'S SEE HOW FAST YOU CAN THINK ON YOUR FEET. CHOOSE THE LADY NEXT TO YOU OR THE BOY AND SHOW US THEATRE!'
She looked to her left, a creature that had colourful hair and curious eyes, and banded hands even smaller than fewa.
Then her right. His blush is still receding, and he now looked excited as he gave her a dazzling smile.
She closed her eyes. 'Fuck my life.'
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WE ARE BACK!
So that was a looooong break but whatever I'm here now. See ya next weekദ്ദി(˵•̀ ᴗ -˵)
Don't you dare ask about the wings or tail. That's until next time I draw him ok??
Different names, role switch, OOC characters.
Full ADULT whimsy. This chapter has a bit of spice, still with whimsy and with slow burn.
Warnings: adult content, innuendos, unsettling plot background like rebellions, war, cannibalism none explicit and only mentioned in passing, no canon inside, lvl1 angst, slight stupidity(they don't have all their brain cells).
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She heard his sigh at the end of his words. so he should be leaving now.
Right now.
About.... now...?
His slow steps came closer and her heart seized but it went past her and she released her breath but it came back in an instant and he stepped in front of her and crouched.
Fewa was this close to having her jaw drop at what she was looking at. Why was he bending down?!
WHY IS HE PUTTING THAT IN HER FACE?!
'Thank you for the call but I'm sorry that I still have more...'
It's staring at her.
It's staring at her.
It's staring.....
She could see the outline, that... THAT DIDN'T LOOK NORMAL.
Her eyes looked on and her brain grinded its gears smooth. different lines.... two points.
two?
two.
TWO.
TWO.
TWO OF IT!
TWO—
'... is this...?'
His fingers brushed herchin and raised her head to meet his eyes but her gaze stayed down.
'The "sign impossible to miss". You'd like to bed Fewa? You keep looking at my crotch.' His head tilted to the side as if studying her, his tail swished with consciousness of its own fanning her and his expression curious.
Her body gained unknown agility and she rolled to a stand in the blink of an eye her body sending apocalyptic warnings through her body.
'Why would you say that?!'
She shouted in a whisper, too stunned to move further she stood still wide eyed looking at the floor and he tapped his cheek, still watching her behaviour.
'You kept looking.'
Her head snapped to the side and she glared at him. 'I was NOT!'
He stood to his height and her mouth went dry, all other arguments dead in her tongue.
'You seem—'
'IWASN'T.' She was practically screaming it now.
His eyes narrowed and a smile spread on his face, the fangs glinting in the day light. 'Thou doth protest too much.'
His whisper chilled her blood and her mouth clamped shut. Then he looked away still smiling.
'I wonder if you will happen to have anything that I can change into? And some hej leaves. I'll apologize in advance for requiring more from you.'
The sprite felt faint from the sudden pivot and she immediately walked out to the kitchen.
To get him what he needed, and THEN he'd be out of her hair. She looked through the cupboards, sure that she'd seen a jar of them somewhere as she turned to check the lower drawers she jumped, seeing him already in the corner watching.
'How did you...?'
'In this state... there are many advantages.'
She looked down, his feet weren't on the floor. Well that was.... pretty damn cool.
'You're... changing back?'
His eyes browsed the space as he answered. 'The leaves once lit with dragon fire induced a calm state that'll make it easier.'
His glowing green eyes settled on her and moved closer and she made the mistake of stepping back as she quickly realized all that was behind was a corner.
'Many exalt the true form of the dragon blessed.' He came closer.
'They claim it…superior.' and he was closer.
‘If you wish....' She could smell the new smoky scent around him.
'... this is a chance, you'll receive a new plane of satisfaction. I'm sure I could try...' He'd bent to her face and kept her gaze and she was convinced of hypnotism.
'...give me a chance to show you.' Was he even talking or his words were in her head?
The devil. The devil is out here for her panties.
She blinked and looked away, letting go of air stuck in her lungs. What does she even say to that?
He was right there unmoving with eyes telling her something and then the gap between their faces began to close and her mind failed her.
It shut down.
Just as softness touched her lips, capturing her low lips and letting go with unhurried attention, then the top, she felt his tongue against hers.
Her brain was back online.
A hand shot out to press against his solid chest and blurted, throwing her face to the side burning from the inside.
'At LeAst take me to dinner first!'
He blinked and his eyes widened in realization.
'Oh, I apologize.... I've been too forward.' Finally he stepped back and she just realized his tail was wrapped around her and it freed her.
Her soul was tethered by one molecule because she wanted to fall over at that moment.
'It'll take some time... I apologize. I can't keep this form till when it'll be ok to bed—' he sounded regretful.
'I assure you I do not need it.' she rushed out. a split second thought followed. 'but I'm Not Saying I'm Doing It With You! Not Never—not.. Not Now.. Not..... No. No. No. NO.' the sprite sputtered like a scratched DVD.
Besides.... that will just kill her. What is he going to do...
'.. with all that? you're gonna stab me to death.' Her hand flew to her mouth, absolutely mortified.
Fewa closed her eyes and prayed she was smote this very instant by a divine force. The prince was confused and tried to understand what she meant.
'stab?...' He muttered to himself, putting together context clues like a puzzle and got something.
'That...seems to be a misunderstanding my penises aren't sharp.' He coloured a bit as he clarified.
Her hand covered her face and she made a sound like she was struck with killing intent.
'I DON'T NEED TO KNOW THAT!' she sobbed.
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ANNOUNCEMENT: So I know I've got some regular readers and I'm so glad, I hope you've been enjoying this so far. Now bad news.
My laptop crashed and multiple chapters I've already written were lost and the first smut draft I wrote for the couples.
So this is to tell y'all that I'll be working on it for the next few weeks, possibly two or three weeks and within that time I'd love to see some comments and know your thoughts on the story so far.
It motivates me to know what my readers and fellow fans think, and I've gotten a few dms too.
I'll be back and with another art so, see you later cowboy ദ്ദി(˵•̀ ᴗ -˵)
Full ADULT whimsy. We're already getting into some spicy chapters but we're not there yet(smut).
Warnings: adult content, innuendos, unsettling plot background like rebellions, war, cannibalism none explicit and only mentioned in passing, no canon inside, lvl1 angst, slight stupidity.
Masterlist
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So heavy…
She groaned and sighed before one eye flickered and managed to look around.
Black thing… horns.
The eye fell close again and her consciousness was pulled back down.
…..
Black.. horns…
…..
Her eyes snapped open.
Fewa froze as she looked at what was on her, feeling its breath and suppressed a shudder.
What was it?!
Reluctantly she turned her head to look at the side and saw… face?
She blinked and squinted to identify the side of the buried face and her heart tripped as the recognition hit.
Prince Medirs?!
Her eyes scaled up his head.
What?
What's up with the horns?
They were like seven times their height, it was just peeking over his head normally and the partial curl had turned to two full curls leaning towards the back.
No…is she crazy?
He's way bigger too?…?
Crazy heavy but…
The sprite stretched her neck out to look over his shoulder, as she was pinned down by half his body on her.
Her heart took another dip.
Black ribbed scales covered his back. back?
Her imagination ran wild before it took the plausible shape to name.
Wings.
Without a second to spare she began to trash under him. Throwing up her legs and try to get him off.
'Wake up! Prince Medirs, wake up! My lungs! I'll die!'
….
The hole was just comfortable....drifting, cool… submerged.
….
….
… h
.. ahhh
Medirs…
The submerged sound became clearer and he started to rise. Rise out of the space of slumber.
How light this space was.
Then the creeping rise from the depths filtered up, like the spread of dust it came closer and engulfed him. Urgency.
He gasped awake.
The concealment hold… he'd let go.
How..?
'WAKE UP! WAKE…'
The prince finally gained spatial awareness and tried to get up but got hit with a wave of dizziness that he paused and waited a moment to regain his senses.
The sprite had frozen up and now watched him hover over her, his hair cascading down the side of his face.
A dragon.
It's a dragon!
And now that reality really hit her and her breaths became shallow.
He seemed to really look his age and the horns… two hundred.. there's no new curl forming. still in his early two hundreds.
She thought he was just a kid.
Well… she's still older but now this knowledge made even more fearful.
and more… aware.
Her body sizzled, suddenly coming to terms with all of him. His body over hers, the shape of him….
Fewa temperature sky rocketed.
'Sorry.'
He held his head and rolled to the side to sit but can't with his wings and just stood up fully, he's a giant now.
'Are you alright?'
His voice wasn't the smooth flow of his normal speech. deep, raspy and still sleepy.
The afternoon light hit the black shapes on him and she could see the sheen of the horns and pattern of his scale and… chest…and stomach…
She held her breath as she realized his clothes were torn and stretched out…
The indecency!
Immediately she looked away.
This… this.. boy! what did he think he was doing?!
Like she's going to fall for it…
By the Holy NAme OF THE—
'That was quite a careless accident.' he thought aloud.
She shot up immediately and winced at the full body ache that crashed into her.
'It's not my fault!' already whining a defense.
And he smiled at her.
She took another full face view of him, noticing the flier undone… button popped out…skin darkening as it led down…
The bulge.
A whole lump on him… enough to pop button and zipper…
her mind stopped for a moment and she blinked multiple times. hitting error in each processing string.
'You are very… reactive.' He looked around and his gaze focused on the furry ball in the corner.
She focused on that instead, instantly deleting the corrupted file.
'Aha! That…. what is that?!'
why is the skin there dark?!
It was way bigger than a rat, too round for a cat.. also wings?
Then she frowned as she could hear it snoring. The audacity of this thing!
is it… the…the…the ₛₚᵢₖₑₛ?
'Fewa?'
She almost jumped out of her skin before she turned to him.
'Yes?!' Her voice rose a pitch.
'May I lend your phone?' He had folded his arm and stroked the side of his face in thought.
'I need to call my advisor.'
'What happened to your phone?'
He blinked in surprise. 'wlwell… I haven't replaced it. it broke yesterday.'
'How?'
She was stalling to avoid having to give him her phone. What if he saw the things in it? She'd just die.
'It's light.. so I forgot it was in my hand when I casted a spell…'
The sprite side eyed him before reluctantly looking around to find it.
'Here…' she didn't unlock it and used the lock screen phone log.
He bent to collect it and met her eyes which she couldn't hold and glanced to the side. the piercing green made her lose breath.
Why the extra? he was already like 6'3 before, now he could very much be 7'.
The 5'small fae tried to get away as he turned to make the call but her legs hadn't resumed function and after a first step her knees gave out.
Hands on the floor bent over and embarrassed from the yelp that left her, fewa looked to the side and saw his smirk and corked brow.
To not disintegrate from embarrassment further she gave up and fell to her side and stayed there. Laid on the floor, unmoving and closed her eyes as she heard his snicker.
'Hello… yes it's me, I'm sorry to have troubled you.'
She turned to see him looking out the window, hand resting on his hip. What did he need that for? The slim middle proportion? To what use?!
Just greed. She hugged her own puffy middle.
and the tail….
tail?
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The real narrative curse is that they're not allowed to have all their brain cells when they're together¯\_(ツ)_/¯
Full ADULT whimsy. First few chapters are pretty much just whimsy with slow burn but after.... Were going heavy.(smut)
Warnings: adult content, innuendos, unsettling plot background like rebellions, war, cannibalism none explicit and only mentioned in passing, no canon inside, lvl1 angst, slight stupidity.
Masterlist
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The convention was already alive with music but most stalls were still being set up.
Meaw took a pic and decided to wait till the event got really started to focus. so... she can explore!
She looked to her right and saw the row lists of stalls that were booked then looked to her left and stiffened for a moment.
Yaladei was there, and quiet too... that was even more unnerving.
'Do you mind if I ask you to please take some pictures of our stalls too?'
'Well you gotta pay up.'
He thought for a moment and brightened. 'Sure! I'm not sure which colour you'll like but I'll tell the escorts to bring the whole crate.'
'What?' She frowned, feeling uneasy. What crate? What happened to money?
'I think purple is really nice... because of your eyes... they look like gold.'
'What does that have to do with anything?'
He smiled and looked to the side unable to meet her eyes. 'Well... you wear hair clips and hairband... if you use it to make one... it'd look nice.'
The shifter was lost. What? She touched her bow hairband with a frown.
Hair clips from what? What is supposed to be in that crate? She felt scared and took a step back.
'What's supposed to be in the crate?' But he was already walking off waving to someone and turned back to motion for her to follow.
She looked around. It's a public space, whatever she'd encounter shouldn't..? be that crazy.
They walked towards the center of the convention and she squinted seeing a white tent and wondering what it was for before she slowed her steps in horror seeing yaladei come to a stop right in front of it.
She saw stacks over stacks of packaged beverage and saw that there was already a even a line but...
... I hope this covers for it. can't believe I was careless like that.' A guy scratched his hair, tail hanging low and looking guilty.
'Well if you're not sure. You can just have more. More means you're never short james!' The guileless seller announced and the wolf shifter looked startled.
So five for everyone? I think that works? or more?' He turned to the assisting workers who looked worried.
'Yaladei it's a convention, you're supposed to sell.'
Jemil appeared by his side like clock work looking tired.
'Eh.. but they might not get enough.'
'Such is the life of market.' The gold heavy boy sighed.
'I thought you were meeting your uncle.' He was already pivoting into something else.
'He couldn't make it. So it was just a representative of the palace, and I can't leave you to this alone obviously.' Jemil took off the shimmering shawl on his shoulders and handed it to someone who folded it up and took it away.
Then he looked at the whole set up of the place and thought for a moment. 'There is extra... but from a lottery rally. You qualify for every pack you buy to get five more.'
He announced to the crowd. 'It doesn't start until the convention officially starts, so I hope to see you all soon.'
People were immediately awed and murmured before the crowd started to retreat but few lingered hoping to be first on the row when it starts.
Jemil whispered to his escorts and they nodded, dispersing immediately to do what he said.
'Oh that cool, a lottery. I didn't know you had that planed Jemil.' Yaladei beamed, looking so proud of him.
'I didn't know either.' He shook his head.
Meaw started to put one and one together seeing the boys and her eyes narrowed. she knew the prince of Sahar was here...
And she slapped her forehead. How did she not know that?!
No... it wasn't particularly her fault. The prince barely had his pictures anywhere, he'd done anonymous interviews and from what she's read he was very low key.
Meaw had taken a step back to look at the picture in front of her.
Jemil... the prince and...
Yaladei?
Who is that?
Why is he more shiny than an actual prince?
'Oh jemil, see? This is meaw!' He excitedly presented her and she looked back for a moment before she blinked.
Oh...
'Hi.' She gave half a smile.
The prince restrained surprise and returned a smile. 'Hello. I've heard how you helped yaladei the other day. thank you.'
'Mhm.' She had nothing to give.
'Here.' A bottle was shoved into her hand.
'It's mostly fruit based but you don't have any allergies do you?' He looked sad for a moment and her answer was quick.
'No it don't. Not really.'
Why go looking at her like that?
‘Anyway, I can only be here for your opening. I need to go round then I could probably circle back here.'
'Sorry, are you talking about taking pictures?' Jemil came closer.
'Yeah.'
'Oh that's right! Can you get the crates from the store? The one delivered last month.' Yaladei told who nodded.
Jemil looked like he'd flip. 'What do you want to use that for?!'
'Well I asked her to take the pictures. I'm really hoping you pick purple.' He turned to her with glimmering eyes.
'I... still don't know what's in that crate.'
Jemil simply pinched the bridge of his nose and exhaled, before returning back to business.
'I just wanted to ask that you don't take my pictures.'
'You stay out of the public eye?' She probed.
'It's a preference.'
She corked a brow and turned to her contractor. 'And what about you?'
'I'm fine, I don't have any reason to bother my family are just merchants. Jemil has had—'
'You should consider her for the picnic too.' He turned to yaladei with a smile.
'Yeah! now that I think about it! I'm still planning that. huh... anyway you'd get great pictures I'm sure.'
She felt whiplash but nodded. 'ok... i guess.'
He looked so happy. 'You're going to love the parade.'
Parade?
At a picnic?!
Meaw felt like she was being dipped into the ocean.
'You're the one hosting?'
'Yup.'
Why did he look so proud of himself?!
Meaw wanted to say her mind but restrained, seeing as they were in public and huffed.
Whatever.
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When I say the chapter I'm writing rn had my legs kicking air...(⸝⸝ᵕᴗᵕ⸝⸝)
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Full ADULT whimsy. First few chapters are pretty much just whimsy with slow burn but after.... Were going heavy(smut).
Warnings: adult content, innuendos, unsettling plot background like rebellions, war, cannibalism none explicit and only mentioned in passing, no canon inside, lvl1 angst, slight stupidity.
Masterlist
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Meaw peeked into the room.
Two bodies unmoved from how she saw them eleven hours ago.
Still asleep.
So they're both dumb.
She huffed as she laced up her boots and stepped out of the dorm adjusting her camera.
At least she better be awake when she returns, to write the article of this afternoon's student empowerment convention.
Out of habit she wanted to branch at the vending machine and paused. What if the weird human appears again?
Then she continued on her path, she'd just get it at another spot, but she frowned at the options she was seeing and begrudgingly settled on a cola drink.
'Not what you like?'
Her body stiffened and her tail lashed out as she turned swiftly to see the familiar boy blinking and rubbing the fur out of his face.
‘Sorry... did I surprise you?'
'What are you doing here?' She almost growled and touched her tail tip behind her.
'I came to get a drink.' And again he had his smile cranked to a 100.
'But your tail.... it's really soft.' He murmured as if embarrassed to admit it, his face going up in colour.
Then he should keep it to himself? Meaw scoffed.
'Although... now that I see the ones here I think I prefer the one sent.'
She sighed, this was on her for her misguided paranoia.
But something in the back of her mind told her if she had approached the first machine he'd have been there too and she didn't know how to feel about that inevitable.
'Yeah, the drinks here suck.' Meaw mumbled.
Yaladei grinned.
'Oh would you like to try the one my family sent? It's really good, I drank so much of it I had to take a break for my pallette.'
'Thank you but I have somewhere to be.' She was already ready to leave.
'The convention.' Then she started to walk away but he followed.
'Great! that's where I was too and the drinks are there.' He bounded beside her, looking up at her with that same squint of his eyes and light dusty cheeks.
The shifter wondered what cosmic wrong she had done.
'I guess because I didn't really see it well the frist time.... it looks...'
She dared to look down and saw him engrossed with the unconscious motion of her tail then looked up to meet her eyes.
'...You look great.'
She was absolutely blown out of the pool of reason and halted.
'Do you see how tall I am?' Meaw warned him, trying to get him to stop the nonsense but he just....
'Yeah' he answered, breathless. It was like 9inches.
‘So watch it.' she firmly stated and continued to walk her tail purposefully flicking in his face.
He watched her walk on and his chest felt like it'd explode. she scowled at him, she does seem mean, and this time it was her tail next time she really might...kick..him....
hm....
He blinked, feeling the flood of warmth in his face that his hand came to cover.
That was...
And he was back to walking by her side much to her confusion. Meaw flared, placing a hand on her hip and trying to make this silly human think properly.
'Do you humans now just disregard what could crush you?'
His heart thumped only managing to shake his head.
But she continued to rant.
'Everybody is always like "consider the humans" how about you don't stay where I can sit on you what are you always looking for?!'
... sit on him...
Yaladei didn't understand why he was barely able to breathe.
'That's not... bad.' He whispered and surprised himself, hearing his words but the shifter wanted to pull her hair out.
'not bad??! You're in DANGER!'
She very very respectfully yelled at this human who even compared to other humans won't be much of a match with his lean frame and... face!
One punch to it and it'd be devastating.
Did this human even know how to live?
She looked around. Danger didn't even have to be in her 6'6 anything with stronger magic would take him out.
Then he stumbled and her leg slid to the side as he fell against her and looked up at her with the most. The most annoying face, all flushed and decorated with shadowed eyes that highlighted the red of his irises.
'You're so unserious.'
He was on her… for a moment he was completely stunned by her sugary scent and warmth, the angle of landing on her side but still having to conveniently overlook her chest to meet her unimpressed hazel gaze.
‘Sorry.’
He carefully straightened and she began to walk away again. The human wasn't functioning right then she stopped and looked back.
'What are you doing just standing there?'
He broke out of the trance and looked at her for a moment before a vine came down into his face.
'huh..?'
Another dropped on his shoulder and he looked up before she came back to drag him out from under the tree.
'You want to get trapped in vines now?' She huffed.
'Trapping vines? I didn't know they were here in school.'
'Well now you know, don't stand still under random trees. geez.'
She released his hand and stomped her way to the tarred road leading to the convention hall.
Yaladei looked down at his hand. Her grip was firm, powerful, yet not bruising...
He looked up at her straight back and thought something had completely melted inside him.
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Whew...that's over. Now i just gotta get a Meaw and Fewa art done. I KNOW what about the other guy?
Well he's not the easiest to draw, I'll have you know. But I'm working on it.
Lord free me from the chains I'm bound to my desk_(-ω-`_)⌒)_
Full ADULT whimsy. First few chapters are pretty much just whimsy with slow burn but after.... Were going heavy.(smut)
Warnings: adult content, innuendos, unsettling plot background like rebellions, war, cannibalism none explicit and only mentioned in passing, no canon inside, lvl1 angst, slight stupidity.
Masterlist
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He felt dissatisfied as he saw the gates to her dorm and stopped from a distance when she started to flail again after noticing people passing.
'I can walk now!'
He placed her down and watched her regain her footing, she started taking careful steps, body taut with restrained speed before she stopped herself and turned to him.
'Um.. would you... like some tea?'
Medirs thought he heard wrong for a moment. 'You're inviting me in?'
She sunk into her shoulders.
'...Yea for... helping me.'
'Alright.'
She nodded and skittered into the dorm and his long legs kept up. Was she trying to lose him?
The thought was absurd after just being invited but he realised that it might just be the only way to be at her level.
Then she stopped at a door and she looked surprised seeing him come to a halt behind her.
'Um...'
He smiled, was she going to tell him you leave now?
It'd be absurd...
But she had just asked him why didn't do rituals. It's not impossible for her to say that too.
It was... a different way of thinking.
The prince mused at his subject.
Was this just how her people think?
The only sprite he was aware of was a dukedom family who managed to stay in position but were still a small unit after 300 years.
They've met and...
He paused as he remembered something.
'Well... come in.
Fewa opened the door and shuffled in and he followed after her taking in the space.
It wasn't extraordinary, with clusters of possessions around and breathable space with a hint of leftover perfume that wasn't hers, smelt really sweet too.
'Ta.. take a seat.'
Then she scuffled off into the hallway and disappeared behind a door.
He walked to a joint table with a chair on opposite sides, it seems she had only one roommate.
He heard a muffled bang and his thoughts picked up from where it left off.
The Duke was a calm man who didn't even speak unless necessary, but his children....
He remembered as the Duke sat in front of him as he was about to sign something and reached for the ink pen only for it to roll just a few centimeters out of reach.
The Duke had squinted at it and the next time gripped the pen with surety and clear use of magic. When they left his study and he looked at his two sons who were almost his age, they didn't meet his eyes and had clear guiltless smirks.
He had thought it... childish but now...
Medirs considered that as much as he knew of many of their kind he's been quite negligent about sprites hasn't he?
He tried to think of why...
'Do you...'
He looked up, she was peeking from the side. 'What kind of tea do you like?'
'Anything... with sugar this time would be nice.' he smirked and her eyes widened before swiftly retreating.
When a young prince Medirs had questioned it, he'd been told that sprites chose to keep their distance, they wouldn't be the first faes to do so, night walkers didn't even have a court representing.
Then the fact that there were mythical fae that have been living between rumors and random sightings....
He sighed. It was quite stressful to think about, but...
It was more so that he's come this far.
He's made it to her parlor. After this what's left for next time?
He massaged his temple and closed his eyes. Does he really have to think about it?
Finally she came out, with the tea set clicking from her shaky hands till she placed it on the table.
'It'll.... take about.. it'll take five minutes for the tea bag.'
'Thank you.' He looked at her face but she still wasn't meeting his gaze.
The sprite stood there for a moment before she blurted again. 'um... I need to do something! Give me a moment!'
He scoffed and enjoyed the aroma of the tea. In the end she'd still have to take it with him....
Fewa cursed her stupidity. Why did she do it?
She wasn't that polite.
Her head turned to the side scanning her things. If she kept up this energy she really might just pass out sitting face to face with him.
Then she found it.
Her snore pollen bag. Just a sprinkle and it'll calm her, a tea spoon was guaranteed for a nap.
Then it scuttled past and she froze.
It ran over her leg and she yelled.
It was a beast? of some sort. A big pest, a very big one.
'What’s wrong?'
He was behind her in an instant and then it flew, the grey furry mass was on the wall and instantly her hand shot out before she gasped in realization.
'oh no!'
The pollen explodes into the air.
Pink dust filled the room, the corners and flowed out the open door getting everywhere.
She couldn't breathe for a moment from the first inhaled concentration and couldn't feel the ground but felt... light.
Her body swayed before it was pushed back and it barely registered as she fell on the bed and her throat was unclogged.
The second inhale and....
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So I've been mind choking busy but I found the funniest drawing template that'd would fit next weekend chapter.
Look forward to that and our giant girl(𓂂꜆◕⩊◕꜀𓂂)
P.S so it turns out that people thought 'going heavy' in my tags was talking about narrative heaviness?? Nah I'm just talking about dick.
And I don't feel like doubling back to change or correct things. Maybe next week, I'm tired already.
Full ADULT whimsy. First few chapters are pretty much just whimsy with slow burn but after.... We're going heavy.
Warnings: adult content, innuendos, unsettling plot background like rebellions, war, cannibalism none explicit and only mentioned in passing, no canon inside, lvl1 angst, slight stupidity.
Masterlist
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The sound of birds was a resonant and she groaned in agitation but then felt a heaviness on her chest and tried to move but couldn't.
Fewa tried to open her eyes and blinked away the sharpness of the daylight then looked to her left and froze seeing something on her bed, on her.
Her heart leapt and she couldn't even scream, the sprite wasn't made that way to respond to panic.
Then she looked closer and saw the features of the dark thing. It had... black hair and covered down the face but she saw a bit of skin under it.
She could feel it breathe, its chest pressing in on her then releasing. Her body thrummed with fear, as she looked from the scalp, hair, up the long, dark, solid, row of indentation, up, up, up to the top curled tip.
Fewa mind stopped as she choked on a gasp.
Then her sight went black.
….
It was just supposed to have been a night of tea and cake.
Just polite discussions.
A time to seriously focus.
To not drug herself and the guest.
Fewa had taken time to seek out the prince at the most convenient time. Taking into consideration his possibly busy life and kept... checking on him.
Seeing him wake and leave his dorm around eight and mostly pass the mini forest but he looked too at peace. That wasn't proper to interrupt.
So after classes? He had three that day, back to back and was done. that would have been stressful, no one wants to hear anything after such.
The afternoon with his escorts and eating the packed meal for him as he engaged his consistently bickering guards. Too.. with people, best to tell him one on one.
The evening came and he passed through the forest again. It was late, talking to anyone at his time was just shady.
Well.. she tried. She'd tell meaw it's just not possible, the prince is a busy man and she turned around with a smile.
She reached the edge of the forest humming a tune and a skip in her step.
'You're leaving already?'
The sprite paused.
There was no way out of this, she sensed him coming closer. Maybe... maybe if she tried…
Her body went stiff and she fell to the side, face partially in the grass and chest covered.
Act dead.
It's genius.
His footsteps stopped.
...
'Oh my...'
Then she felt a hand on her leg and her eyes flew open wide.
He turned her over and hurled her into his arms in one go. She stared at him and he smiled down at her.
'You don't seem to be well. Tell me your dorm, I'll drop you off.'
She looked at him like she was seeing a new creature and then she looked down, the ground seem too far.
'I'm... I'm fine.' Her lips moved with barely a voice to follow.
He chuckled. 'Of course not. You just fell, I wouldn't dare leave a lady on her own in the evening at the edge of the forest.'
Then he started to walk into the forest.
She wanted to cry.
'You should take care of yourself.'
Was that a threat?
Was that..?
It was! It was a threat.
They were now half way into the forest and she looked around. The long dark trees on both sides and the sun almost completely gone...
'I'm no good as a ritual sacrifice.'
He closed his eyes and she felt his chest rise and fall repeatedly with a grin.
'My family doesn't worship in that way.'
....
'So *you* do?!' She flailed on his arms but he held her with a rock solid grip and restricted her antics.
'I do not.' He calmly said.
Fewa paused, and eyes him.
'Why not?'
He skidded to a halt and turned his face to the side as he laughed softly. She saw his teeth, canines turned and extended outwards.
'Why wouldn't I be into sacrificing….’ He looked like he was having the time of his life.
‘Would you like me to?'
He brought his face closer to hers and she froze again wide eyed. The prince held back and resumed his walk.
'It's no good to put such beauty to waste.'
Fewa swallowed. She just wanted to go home and she closed her eyes to everything.
They walked on longer until he stopped. 'So?'
She peeked an eye open and saw that they were in the clearing already out of the forest. The stars twinkled, blinking in the deep blue sky.
'.... Where's your dorm? I'll drop you off at the gate.'
'Um...' she trembled.
'....Ramshackle.'
Fewa resigned herself. Now he could come strangle her in her sleep.
As they moved, he stopped again and she looked up at him to see him release a sigh.
'There's the prince!'
'Prince Medris.'
As they rushed over they slowed down except for one who floated overhead and peered into his arms.
'Oh my...'
Fewa flushed and turned her face into his chest away from the amused gaze of his guide.
'My Lord! Is that the sprite?' Zenik asked incredulously.
'It's her, she's been unwell.'
'oh.' Silver came closer.
'You truly are generous my Lord but you shouldn't stress you can leave her to us.' Zenik frowned at the bundle in his arms but straightened and stepped up.
'That's right. We'll get her to the clinic.' Silver also stepped in.
'I've taken it upon myself this far... I'll see it through.' Medris continued his stride.
'My Lord... truly no one could compare to the heart of the prince.' The serious escort could barely restrain his adoration.
'Truly...' The changeling nodded.
The only thing they would agree on.
'Yes, it's quite a heart to choose a beauty.'
Zenik turned to Reni with a scowl. 'Don't say such reni.'
The guide floated over and laughed. 'Fuu~ don't say I didn't warn you.'
Zenik ignored him as silver also looked uncomfortable.
'The prince and a commoner....'
'So?! Don't prattle like the rest of them, if the prince decided that is what he wants then he's right. Do you doubt him?!'
Silver snapped out of his thoughts as he got yelled at and met the fire.
'Of course not. I trust prince Medris choices. He's proven himself time and time again.'
'So get your head in the game and stop thinking nonsense.'
Zenik huffed and walked after the prince, keeping far distance but still within sight.
... It wasn't just a commoner.
Many people don't have good biddings in sprites, if it was revealed...
He itched his head. That wasn't his to concern himself with, he was to guard and follow....
He looked up and cursed, the prince disappeared again.
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OH MY GOD BRUH!!!!
Slight Tangent here but...
HOLY FUCK THE FORMATTING SYSTEM SUCKS! I can't copy and paste shit bc it would ignore the paragraphs. So I paste PARAGRAPH by PARAGRAPH..... IT FUCKING SUCKS!
*inhale*....
Well I hope you enjoyed this chapter, it would be split into two.
Full ADULT whimsy. First few chapters are pretty much just whimsy with slow burn but after.... We're going heavy.
Warnings: adult content, innuendos, unsettling plot background like rebellions, war, cannibalism none explicit and only mentioned in passing, no canon inside, lvl1 angst, slight stupidity.
Masterlist
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Meaw yawned the nth time after waking up from her nap and managed to make something out of the ramblings besides her.
And she was hearing... nonsense.
She was hearing something she already knew was a possibility from Fewa's nights of trickery, but a prince?
That was just stupid.
'He's not ripping your head off right? so...?'
The shifter stood up and scratched her stomach under the shirt and moved to the kitchen feeling peckish.
Meaw was a tiger shifter that towered over her friend and as she walked, fewa latched onto her tail, preening it with the usual restlessness.
'But the interview!'
'Boy— Fae want to see girl…Girl Fae. Definitely headline material.' She rolled her eyes.
'No! that's not it. he was... he was torturing me!' The sprite flustered.
'Hm, what torture?' She took out a pot.
'Um... he won't let me do the interview properly! He kept asking me questions.'
'And how did you reply?'
'well.. i tried....' she mumbled.
'He thinks you're dumb. Next.’ The pot slammed onto the cooker.
‘But… not all is lost. Who knows he might still want a taste. So skip the intellectual testing and you consider creating some space for him.... somewhere with your legs apart. If he's into that.' Meaw looked through the cupboards looking for something in particular, and at her height her feet firmly on the floor as her hand reached without strain to the top shelf.
An instant rise came to Fewa and she balked. 'What are you saying?!' her voice pitched.
'Take a roll in the sheets, have some fun and first time with a prince? Take the trophy.'
'Take your own advice!' she exploded and Meaw frowned.
'I wish. If I did do as I always wisely say, you think I'd be here?' she huffed.
'Yea cause it all sucks!'
'I'm helping your life here. If it was me...' she shrugged as she turned on the hotplate.
'You're always like 'I want “the” person' and yada yada!'
Meaw flushed and pursed her lips. 'Yeah but I also say if I ever feel like it. I'm not in a bind lock on my rules.'
'Then go first and I'll follow.'
'Find me a cute, well rounded guy and I just might!' Meaw walked past her, bumping her hip into her intentionally with a humph and she stumbled.
Fewa shook her head, this was nothing of that sort.
'But I'm serious, it's nothing like that! he probably... wants to toy with me and then hang me!'
'He didn't do it the first time, which personally I would, but he didn't. And you're still here.'
'But.. but..'
'But what?' she groaned.
'But why...' Fewa whimpered.
'WHY—' She sharply inhaled and told herself, it's not worth it.
'If you're soooo curious, tell him to come here for tea tomorrow. Promise it's not salted, ask him then, and do me the favour and shut up about it!'
'No..'
'then next time you see him tell him to take you already and end it since that's what you want so badly.' She growled lowly and stirred the pot with visible restraint of emotion.
'No! but…’ she clung to Meaw.
'But... but... how am I even supposed to tell him anymore of that?'
The shifter sighed with irritation. 'Tell him you haven't properly apologized and you want to make it up to him. Tell him that TRULY. From the bottom of your heart you want to correct your actions. Propriety won't let him refuse.' She licked the spoon of custard and set it to the side.
'And if you're delusional enough, say something... soft. the womanly vulnerable needs... something about...' The shifter smacked her lips, tasting the words and found one.
... loneliness, or the odd one out, nobody sees... "the real you". Play it cute and he might bite to stick around. He'd probably go back home and marry someone else though. Stay delusional, not crazy.'
Fewa hummed as she thought her words over.
'Anyway, just give me the gist and everything and go on pills.'
'Pills?'
'Yeah, I remember reading it somewhere.... something about those closer to ancestor blood... whatever. they can't use protection, it's just not shaped for it. The guys anyway.'
'wha...?' fewa looked absolutely lost, she's heard Meaw random facts before but this...
'where did you even find that?'
Some article online... I can't remember it was under a random thread.'
....
Then she perked up. 'Something about spikes also it's kind of similar to tiger shifters and many others too actually from the way I was reading it… it's pretty rare in each creature but common to almost all. I think humans are the real exception…’
Meaw stated like she just thought of an answer within a test and went on lost in her head.
‘But then they have their own. With shape—’
'spikes?!'
She came to a halt as the sprite yelled and grinned looking at Fewa's traumatized face.
'Do get all delusional as you want.’
Three fingers thrust upwards in her face.
‘And when you get pitchforked—'
‘Nuh uh!’ The sprite refused to hear more and made noises to drown the rest out while she laughed.
Meaw left in time for her afternoon classes and on the way she stopped to get a drink. It was hard to go hours without her mouth moving on something edible unless she's asleep.
She stood to the side of the vending machine and sipped her cranberry juice, liking the slight sourness.
Then a boy that looked a bit familiar but she couldn't place from where, came up to the machine and waved at her first before he chose his pick but then it got stuck.
'Oh come on.' He whined.
The shifter looked to her side and with a foot thumped the machine, tilting to the side and it swung back into place, making the drinks rattle and the one he ordered came down and rolled into the slot.
'Oh! Thanks!'
The boy turned his bright eyes on her and with such a bright smile she almost felt uncomfortable having that directed at her.
He beamed and came closer. 'You're strong. oh.. your tail. You're a tiger shifter.'
She looked down at him as he hummed with excitement like.. a bee.
'I've not seen many of you. and you really are all tall.' He wondered about her.
Really? and how many tigers have you seen?'
'About... I think they were up to ten for the show..' He mumbled to himself and snapped his fingers. 'Thirteen and one baby! Are there short tigers?'
'You'll find average heights.’ She replied, uncommitted to the discussion.
He took a sip of his drink and looked at her again. 'Wow. I just think you're awesome.'
His face was dusted and it contrasted with the gold chain on his nose bridge running from earring to earring.
'Sure.' she replied flatly.
'What's your department? Oh and I'm Yaladei, what about you?' He shuffled closer, tilting his head back further to better look at her features.
'Meaw. Economics.'
‘Really... you must be great with numbers.' His colour had deepened and the way he smiled, his eyes squinted and drink forgotten....
This was a weird human.
'And where are you from?' She looked away although she already had her guesses from his appearance.
'Sahar. All the way to the east here.'
She nodded but looked at his form and understood, the layers he wore were because he was used to it.
They were the same shade and she had been slugging the afternoons for weeks because of her schedule.
'You seemed to know what to do instantly, do you kick vending machines around a lot?'
She raised a brow and decided to mess with him she get this human off her back. so she grinned.
'No. I just kick people a lot. Guys make really good balls.'
He looked at her wide eyed and then.... completely flushed.
'Oh...' He looked down at his drink, suddenly unable to meet her eyes.
‘Oh…’
And Meaw felt profound confusion and embarrassment, expecting more.
'Yaladei!'
They both turned their heads to the yell and a boy in a similar style of an open jacket and shawl around his arms but with more gold blinding her from afar in the sun, stood to the side, arms folded with a scowl.
'oh. Jemil sorry, I um....' He grinned sheepishly then looked at her one more time with a beam and waved as he left.
'Save it, you're coming back with me. you're just going to stray again if I leave.'
He nodded happily at his frustration and then gave her a toothy grin. 'Bye meaw.'
'I'm surprised you walked all the way here.' he chuckled at Jemil who was having none of it.
'Me? What are you doing out here?! I invite you to a party and just looked away once. What am I supposed to tell your parents if—!'
'I needed something cold, it's too hot.'
'Then why did you go out when it was hot?'
Yaladei paused and looked off into the distance as if contemplating a philosophy.
'Huh.. that's true.'
Jemil felt the pulse of a headache and just swallowed it.
'Well...bye.'
She huffed and went on her way too. Humans were always so weird to deal with.
Turning her back just as the desert prince guards found them and led him and his guileless friend back to their dorm.
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Well here we are (𓂂꜆◕⩊◕꜀𓂂)
Burn me alive or whatever, but size difference on both spectrum will be the bread and butter of this story.
Full ADULT whimsy. First few chapters are pretty much just whimsy with slow burn but after.... We're going heavy.
Warnings: adult content, innuendos, unsettling plot background like rebellions, war, cannibalism none explicit and only mentioned in passing, no canon inside, lvl1 angst, slight stupidity.
Masterlist
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They sat across from each other and for the third time, her pen fell from her hand. With his magic he raised it, fixed it back between her fingers and just watched her in silence.
'But.. but you've always refused interviews...'
'I have.’ The prince smiled.
She looked around, eyes going anywhere but settling on him and nervously laughed. 'Well...I'm very underqualified....'
'I've been told. But the manager has given you this chance.'
'Ah... he always chooses quite the moment to put faith in me. ' She had the most awkward expression, that he had to resist a laugh.
'Um...' she raised the clipboard, almost seeming to be unable to read what was on it.
'Is there...um.. a reason you're showing up now? I mean...that you take interest now.'
He mused. 'I was told that I should try this... 'putting myself out there.' I've been away from the kingdom for three years. It's for people who would be very happy to hear about the doings of the prince.'
Reni was quite enthusiastic about getting him ready.
'I'm surprised you work here. It's good to see a familiar face.'
This interview was going well already, no? he was quite enjoying it already.
Fewa had taken the job here because her course already demanded a level of journalism awareness and she might as well get paid to know it.
'are you also spreading your mischief here?'
She bit her lip and stewed in the question.
He chuckled, waiting.
'I've.. I've been trying to be very professional... um... professional and separate.. work from.. random? things. . . sometimes.'
Medirs hummed and rested his cheek on his knuckles. 'Why the need?'
'Need?' Fewa blinked.
'To separate things. Your behaviour matches a lot of these 'entertainment' clippings. Aren't you doing one fueled by the other?'
Then he continued, it seemed like something interesting to consider. 'It sounds similar to leaving my longings in the sheets and thinking not of it on the throne. Yet the way of my duties now was all the form of my dreams first.'
Her thoughts derailed to the unnecessary. 'Your longings?' she blurted and he halted.
'Yes?'
'Um... do you.. have a partner?'
'Hm? No I don't. I haven't put consideration into that yet but I will once I graduate and go back home.'
'Then the... longings....?' She looked absolutely flustered but strongly fascinated.
He grinned seeing the opportunity.
'I didn't think this was a section where such details could be shared but if you insist.. I meant personally I privately explore my—'
'No! I mean... I wasn't asking because of that....I wasn't thinking that.' She didn't meet his eyes nor give an explanation.
'How's... hows been your... test.. so far.' she pivoted
'Great... I just wished my cup wasn't salty when I want to study.'
She froze and the prince watched her anxiously try to do something about the moment.
It was odd, feeling positively from watching so much fluster.
And now that he thought about it, he did have longings. All private, all done alone and so far he hadn't wondered of the opposite, of claiming anything scandalous but...
Medirs pushed the print in front of him to her. 'I had already answered the questions you intended in preparation. You can have this. I'm going back to the dorm.'
He stood up and she stumbled to her feet too.
'Thank you for hosting me. it's been very pleasant.' he nodded to her and just left.
As he got back to his dorm he sighed in relief seeing Reni.
'Reni, I don't think my magic blocked out the curse.' He laid down his thoughts, feeling a serious consequence. Was his magic weakening or did he overestimate himself?
'Curse?!' Reni dropped the nail polish and sat straight.
'the one of the sprite.'
....
'My Lord... the enchantment only works for a few days at most. It's been over a week.'
They both looked at each other for a moment.
Reni blinked.
Medirs corked his head.
'Hm.. that's odd.' He murmured.
Then walked away to his room.
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And that's a wrap, will be introducing a new boy and another OC next weekend as a B plot so see you then✨❤
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Fewa tip toed around the slab and made for the cupboard. She opened it and picked lot the first two teacups then paused before picking one in the middle as if on a hunch.
Her hand dipped into the tiny bag she had hid in her clothes and then traced the rim of each cup leaving a trail of faint shimmer.
She stifled her giggles as she placed them back and closed the cupboard.
'There!'
She almost jumped out of her skin, quickly looked around the kitchen before diving out the closest window and she gasped as she realized too late that there was no landing for her.
Just the ground, that gave a slamming hug.
... 'Ugh...'
A moan drifted out of the darkness and hurtful pulsing and after trying to open her eyes and shutting them immediately, she heard voices.
'She's awake.'
'That's quick.'
'Humph, she'd wish she stayed asleep. forever.'
Instinctively she froze and laid still. maybe they'd bury her and she'd escape that way...
'It'd do you well to sit up.'
That voice...
Fewa wished they'd just get rid of her already.
Reluctantly she sat up, refusing to look up.
Not ready to face her fate.
Or her prince.
Fewa had been playing tricks on the prince and his escorts for over two weeks now.
She just... couldn't resist.
'A—'
'Please don't eat me!' And then came the grovel. Already feeling tears choke her.
'What?' The fae prince had his jaw slack.
'I won't do it again I swear! just please... don't eat me!' Fewa whimpered.
Knowing fully well that this was too late for remorse. But they were literally on the same campus.. their dorm was literally five minutes from hers...
How couldn't she not do it?
'Now that I think about it...'
His shortest escort laughed into his hand. 'You're a sprite aren't you? I was wondering what kind of fae you were seeing those flaps on your ankle.'She sniffled.
'Why do you think I'm going to eat you?' the prince pushed his hair over his shoulder and folded his arms looking very offended and glanced at his escort who looked even more delighted.
'Oh... it probably had to do with the Hemin rebellion. many sprites were found as spies of the ruling and in anger... many of the dragon faes... eat them' He gleamed his sharp teeth with a grin and Fewa almost had a stroke.
She can't believe she once thought he was cute with his height.
'That's....' the most reasonable of the escorts sighed.
'It was deserved, they were traitors.' Fewa wished this last escort never talked.
The prince huffed. 'Either way it's quite a long time, for such rumors to still—'
'You can't eat me! I didn't live this long to get eaten!' And she completely melted down into a sobbing mess.
'Don't look.'
The short escort pulled the two boys aside but the prince...
He stared.
Seeing what many would never or thought to see.
'Medirs!'He blinked and looked back. 'Is something wrong?'
'You're not supposed to look at sprite tears they enchant you to pity their whims.'
He felt himself over. He was fine, his magic protected him from such weak curses. 'I'm fine, something like this won't work on me.'
Fewa couldn't even comprehend their words and sobbed harder.
'Reni make sure silver and zenik are protected.' Then he turned to the pretty mess waking the whole dorm.
'I'm not going to eat you.'
'promise?' She hiccuped.
'I promise.'
'Put it on paper and put your signature on it.'
'you insolent—!' Medirs stopped Zenik and addressed her.
'I'll give you a magic bind. under no circumstances will I eat you.'A soft glowing ball of his soul left his palm and drifted into her lap before fading.
Then she sniffed and wiped her eyes. 'Can I go now?' She whispered.
'Not until you tell us what you were doing.' He stated firmly and she deflated bitting the inside of her cheek.
'It was just a little trick.' Fewa mumbled.
'Aha! So you were the one responsible for all this nonsense. Return the words to my dictionary!' Zenik exploded.
She rolled her eyes and muttered. 'Just heat up the book a bit, it's not even...'
'Huh?!'
'Nothing! You promised not to eat me!'
'zenik stop it.' Silver pulled him back looking uncomfortable. He was a changeling who was dedicated to the prince just as much as zenik but seeing eye to eye wasn't a thing with them.
'Why are you sympathizing with this insolent?''Because even prince Medirs has forgiven her. Do get off her back already.'
They glowered at each other before they began to heatedly bicker which Reni watched with fascination and Medirs didn't even glance back.
'I did find the salted tea amusing, but I wouldn't advice you keep on this path.'
She got the gist and nodded enthusiastically. 'I didn't mean it...'
'It's in your nature though.' he leaned forward staring into her eyes with a knowing smile.
'That...'
'You should go now, don't you have a test today?'
'Today?' She frowned.
'It's already past 1'
Fewa leapt up with a cry and rushed out the door. She hadn't read yet.
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Well that's it!
Will definitely update this weekend.
Don't question too many things and enjoy the whimsy✨
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