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Once upon a time, when love found her, she was young. The child of a King would be respected and cherished like a god. However these were not normal circumstances, or normal situations. King Jakobs had three daughter, each one unique in their own way. The eldest, Olivia, was the dark hair grey eyed beauty. She was known to be the wisest in the country. The middle child, Air, was the quick and skilled green eyed brunette. She was able to play all instruments well and was also talented in the art of vocals. The last child, and sad child indeed, was Solo. She was special, even beautiful. She had blonde curls that went on forever, and a fair complexion that any girl would want. However there was a problem. She was mute and no one wanted a bride that was unable to communicate with them. Sympathy was all that she had from people, and there was even some "love" from her family. However, she wanted love. Real love that made her blush madly, and her heart thump tragically, so much it hurted. She wanted that feeling that her father had for her mother, who was gone. Maybe it was her condition or her good compassion, but love found way to her fast. On a rainy day, where only the poor were out, Solo could be seen going into a library. The Library of Forevermore had only one rule, and it was silence. That was easy for her to do. The irony of it all made her sad but this was the only place people didn't try to talk to her. She sat in her usual corner, near the back and took out her book "Through the Ages" and started to read. Lost in the mist of th book, Solo did not notice the sky darker even more, nor did the librarians notice the skinny princess in the back.Soon she realized she was straining her eyes to see. She looked around to see darkness greet her. He watches as she slowly gets up from her corner and start to blindly feel her way across to the window. Her beauty enriched her. He had never seen such an amazing and beautiful woman before. "...Ahem...!" He sees her freeze and slightly twitch, but she dose'nt move. He didnt want to seem like a stalker; he had slept in hidden behind bookcases. Her beautiful figure was transformed into a statue; cold and hard but warm and glowing at the same time. He moved closer and made a lot of noise before he saw the statue move. She freezes in her spot as she hears something that was not rain. Slowly her brain takes in this deep throaty voice. As feet noises start to form, she slowly turned around and met face to face with the warmest pairs of brown eyes. Her heart melted a little. Even though she was stuck here with a strange man, she could only think of the love she had imagined. Her heart slowly thumping, hammering at her chest, as the soft haze she felt take over her face. A nice pink shade took over her face as she stared into his eyes. He felt the walls around his heart shatter as he took her face into his hands. She had to be the one he thought. Only she will make me do this he thinks as her slowly leans in to kiss her nose softly. Fire burned as his lips made contact with the bone of her nose. "Princess Solo i presume?" he whispers softly into her nose. The friction he made with his lips to her skin made him burn and fire up in lust, pain and love. Shes the one. She stills like a deer in the headlights. Captivated by the beauty but scared of the impact. Soon she feels a pair of soft lips on her nose, burning her senses mad. "...Princess Stone I presume?" The fire burns on her nose as a fresh cinnamon smell overpowers her senses. "......mmhh..." She closes her eyes and inhales the smell. Then she froze. She just made a noise.... She spoke...! He watches as her hooded eyes close then open widely. The beautiful beast under his gaze stares at him with watchful shocked eyes. "eyee...huh..h..hi..." She whispers to him, a sweet minty smell bursting out of her red lips, dizzying him to the point where he leans in closer to her. "you're the one... i swear.." She trembles under the new warm weight on top of her. The one? Is he mine too? She thinks. She then realizes who he was; The Knight Capption, the bravest Knight, declared by her mother after he fought in the Fairie wars ten years ago, and won. He was only 18 then too. "If you promise your love to me, I promise I will be yours eternal....ity." A hushed voice mumbles into her golden hair. Eternal..? What does it mean for something to last for an eternality? Was this the power of... love? She hesitantly uses her new found voice to say something but nothing comes up. As soon as the words spill from his mouth, he regretted it. What would it be like to have words said to you if you was locked in a library with a stranger? His eyelids started to feel heavy as he brung himself up a bit to view her face. A speechless, or her usual face, stared at him. He knew it... she was scared as to why a stranger had just admitted his love for her, while locked in a library. He slowly let go of his hands around her and brung one to her right cheek. "I'll break this spell on you. That will prove my love to you...!" He slowly pulls his warm hand from her face, and inches his shaking thumb to her red lips. He feels the lust builds as her red lips part under his hand. She feels her lips part as the warm soft thumb runs on her upper lip. Her head tilts back as she parts her lip and sighs. It was like piece of heaven was sent to her in this night. She slowly feels the fire run on her cheek and her eyes before it once again touched her lips and darkness took over. He feels her go limp under him as his fingertips explores the contours of her face. He catches her and slowly lifts the exotic creature up from the ground and into the air. Day light was already breaking as he carries her to the doors of the library. With no way out he stays there with the sleeping beauty, and slowly drifts into a electric sleep, breathing in the heavenly mouth drooling mint. The doors open nosily as the king rushes the librarian to search for his daughter. She had not come home the night before and he knew she would only go to the library on such rainy and gloomy days. Light streams into the room, and on top of a pile of clothing, laid two frogs, side by side. The king knew immediately something magical had happened last night to his daughter. The two frogs were still in their more venerable state. In the short amount of time in the night, she must've found it; the cure to her dreams. Even though the frogs never woke again, they stayed frozen in time, a priceless work of art, happily ever after.
crazyazngrl8 · Sun Jun 28, 2009 @ 02:55am · 0 Comments |
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