Excerpt from Chapter 16 of "To Catch a Turtle Dove"
I'm SO EXCITED to be able to say, not only do I have a new LawNa Fic nearly complete at over 20k words, I ALSO have the next chapter of TCATD nearly complete! The writing mojo is back, babey! So please enjoy this excerpt :]
Despite her confrontational first dinner, she fell quickly and smoothly into routine under Lami’s strict tutelage. Every morning she was roused at dawn and, after her morning ablutions, was served breakfast in her chambers by Bepo. He was an amiable-enough guard, often sitting with her as she tucked into her meal, engaging in timid small talk about the weather or how she slept. His efforts at making her feel welcome and comfortable were both painfully obvious and undeniably endearing; and his teddy-bear features only helped endear him further.
Lami arrived punctually every day after breakfast, keeping her busy with “lessons” straight through the day until shortly before dinner. Despite her better judgment, Nami couldn’t deny she was softening toward the woman. She could never detect anything but genuineness behind Lami’s kindness and friendly encouragement, and unlike her brother so seemed to enjoy doing, never dared to use force to get her way. On the (not infrequent) occasions that Nami insisted she was done with one activity or another, Lami never did worse than match stubbornness for stubbornness in her attempts to persuade her to give it just one more try.
Also to Nami’s frustration, this usually worked.
After all, Nami was neither blind nor heartless. It was Lami who took all of Nami’s snappy irritation, frustrated outbursts, and outright defiance in such stride—particularly given that she was not the instigator of Nami’s capture nor the enforcer of her indentured servitude.
The more time they spent together, the more clearly Nami could see, despite Lami’s efforts to hide it, an omnipresent loneliness hiding behind her ever-gracious smile. And Nami couldn’t help but notice that the more time they spent together—the more they bickered and worked and shared, the less heavily that loneliness seemed to weigh upon the lady.
Thus, as days passed and successes slowly mounted, a bond began to grow between them, and Nami found her level of cooperation gradually but steadily rising.
God she was such a pushover.