#vanaeret

this  wasn’t  exactly  how  he  had  imagined  the  CORONATION  going.  he  was  the  prince  of  sweden  ,  used  to  these  sort  of  things  but  seeing  the  newly  crowned  queen  run  out  ,  ice  spreading  over  the  walls   &   floors  ,  that  had  been  a  sight  he’d  never  thought  he’d  seen.  now  the  princess  was  going  to  leave   &   that  left  the  PRINCE  of  the  southern  isles  in  charge  ,  something  told  him  it  was  better  to  stay  here  ,  to  keep  his  eyes  on  both  the  prince   &   duke.      ❝   can i do something to help  ?   ❞      

𝐣𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐬𝐢𝐭𝐬 𝐮𝐧𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐭𝐚𝐛𝐥𝐲, 𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐟𝐢𝐱𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐜𝐨𝐥𝐥𝐚𝐫 that his mother tightly wove around his neck. he was forced to sit through another political meeting with another kingdom interested in their trades. jack this is what you’ll have to go through when i pass the crown to you. his father endlessly reminds him, over and over, no matter what event they drag him to. jack wasn’t uncomfortable with becoming king, he was uncomfortable with the idea of acknowledging his parents will not be around too long.

since the prince of southern isles haven’t arrived yet, jack excused himself to walk about the castle until he did. he exits the room, into the brighter hallway. a sigh of relief escaped his lips. he’s tired of being around stuffy old people  ( the other diplomats ) who often end up letting their greed shine through. jack turned the corner and bumped right into someone’s back.

@vanaeret​ said:“ Don’t be afraid, I just want to help you . ” — studio ghibli sentence starters 

    Winter’s ideal, the loss oysters come to experience oft exaggerates anything the denizens could begin to comprehend. Least, what the discarded hear. Queen of Hearts wanted the good, the good was drained of the oysters and fed off to the denizens. Keep them controlled, yet the Prince was worse. The Caterpillar, most believed so brilliant, wisest man of all. What would the resistance do if they found her? Lost princess of the house of the moon. Rightful heir. What she’d done as the Queen’s assassin would disinherit her. Own mother didn’t keep her around. The oysters could hardly begin to understand. Their emotions are too strong for our kind. Maybe too strong for the weak. The Dormouse wasn’t weak as the rest.

          “ I’m not afraid. “ 

    Head tilts when the male speaks up-- oysters are afraid of what they don’t understand. Likely if she revealed herself, swords or guns ablazing. Their weapons would hurt her, but they couldn’t kill her necessarily. Oysters had trouble comprehending that as well, they’re not the strongest that exist. Their version of winter inhabits what she is. 

    Would appear crystal shatters through the ground itself, but closer inspection would show it had grown near where she sits. Leather covering skin to keep from harming the oysters-- couldn’t be responsible for their suffering. Half listening, yet still keeping distance. Oysters method of help oft isn’t what they think.