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rainbowfic2015-12-14 07:00 pm
shadowsong26) wrote in rainbowfic2015-12-14 07:00 pm
Pepsi Cola #8, Blue Opal #18
Name: shadowsong26
Story: Honey Trap
'Verse: Feredar
Colors: Pepsi Cola #8. Will you still love me when I'm no longer young and beautiful? Will you still love me when I got nothing but my aching soul?, Blue Opal #18. Compromise,
Supplies and Materials: photography, graffiti (12 days of Christmas, Day 1: "It is difficult, when faced with a situation you cannot control, to admit you can do nothing." - Lemony Snicket, Horseradish), canvas, seed beads
Word Count: 265
Rating: PG-13
Characters: Lova
Warnings: Discussion of sex/seduction/marriage for the purposes of espionage.
Notes: Constructive criticism welcome, as always.
Lova is not so blind as her daughter thinks she is. Nida thinks she’s clever, and subtle--and, to be fair, she is. But she is also young and inexperienced, and it would take a creature of much more guile than her youngest daughter to truly keep Lova in the dark.
The facts are plain: their honey-trap for the young King was successful. Nida’s engagement is formal, the wedding will be within a month, and children will likely soon follow. That part of their plan has been handled brilliantly.
The problem is that that Nida has fallen into her own trap. She is just as passionately infatuated with the King as he is with her. Which, to be fair, was not an entirely unforeseen difficulty; but it is a potentially serious one.
And the worst part is that Lova can do absolutely nothing about it. Any attempt to wean Nida away, however subtle, will just make the child more mulishly devoted, add a layer of intensity to her passion. Such is the way of sixteen-year-old girls who fancy themselves in love. She can only watch, and wait, and hope that, as is the case with most such infatuations, it will fade with time, maturity, and proximity. With any luck, by the time Nida has to act directly against her soon-to-be husband, she will be once again in her right mind.
It is just so difficult to merely watch and wait, when part of her is terrified that her daughter’s relationship might just be one of those rare, incurable first loves and someday prove their undoing.
Story: Honey Trap
'Verse: Feredar
Colors: Pepsi Cola #8. Will you still love me when I'm no longer young and beautiful? Will you still love me when I got nothing but my aching soul?, Blue Opal #18. Compromise,
Supplies and Materials: photography, graffiti (12 days of Christmas, Day 1: "It is difficult, when faced with a situation you cannot control, to admit you can do nothing." - Lemony Snicket, Horseradish), canvas, seed beads
Word Count: 265
Rating: PG-13
Characters: Lova
Warnings: Discussion of sex/seduction/marriage for the purposes of espionage.
Notes: Constructive criticism welcome, as always.
Lova is not so blind as her daughter thinks she is. Nida thinks she’s clever, and subtle--and, to be fair, she is. But she is also young and inexperienced, and it would take a creature of much more guile than her youngest daughter to truly keep Lova in the dark.
The facts are plain: their honey-trap for the young King was successful. Nida’s engagement is formal, the wedding will be within a month, and children will likely soon follow. That part of their plan has been handled brilliantly.
The problem is that that Nida has fallen into her own trap. She is just as passionately infatuated with the King as he is with her. Which, to be fair, was not an entirely unforeseen difficulty; but it is a potentially serious one.
And the worst part is that Lova can do absolutely nothing about it. Any attempt to wean Nida away, however subtle, will just make the child more mulishly devoted, add a layer of intensity to her passion. Such is the way of sixteen-year-old girls who fancy themselves in love. She can only watch, and wait, and hope that, as is the case with most such infatuations, it will fade with time, maturity, and proximity. With any luck, by the time Nida has to act directly against her soon-to-be husband, she will be once again in her right mind.
It is just so difficult to merely watch and wait, when part of her is terrified that her daughter’s relationship might just be one of those rare, incurable first loves and someday prove their undoing.