Recent content by Mab

At least none of her own making. Mab snickered. No, she wore the testament of her tireless work differently. Her wrists complained often, her fingers going numb when writing for too long, and her grip wasn’t as powerful as it once was, either. Fine lines around her mouth and eyes testified to...

Ah, and there he was. Fae, especially those as old as Mab, tended to be a little on the vain side. She and Wulren were quite alike in that matter. He stroked her ego at every meeting, showering her with charming compliments which she reveled in. She, in turn, played hard to get – because after...

Some things about being queen of a Solstice Court never changed. There were cases to preside over and judgment to be passed. There were political maneuvers veiled as urgent business and half-truths spoken with candied smiles. There were endless hours of paperwork and foreign affairs and military...

He didn't say anything. Asemir made no promises, but he made no further scathing remarks. He simply left, and Mab held her breath until he was in the courtyard. When it was safe she let it out. She tipped her head back to stare at the ceiling. She never cried; it was one of her many toxic...

What an auspicious day to argue with her ex. The cutting look came a moment before his cool, equally cutting reply. He didn’t yell, but Asemir didn’t need to yell to take her out at the knees and make her feel small. The open vulnerability in her expression snapped shut and her cool, blank...

Ruosin’s wardrobe and jewelry collection grew with each gift. She was such a sweet girl and would adorn herself in these gifts throughout the year, penning thoughtful notes of thanks to their senders. She opened several trinkets that would soon be at home in the bedroom cabinet where she hoarded...

Ruosin gasped and took the basket. Her eyes lit up as she began pulling out art supplies, and she turned to Thiri with another gasp. "Oh, I love it! Of course, we can do it!" Her brain caught up to her excitement and she turned to Cee, suddenly. "If Aunty is okay with it," she added carefully...

Seeing Asemir be bullied by his child made her feel a lot better about all the times she had been bullied by hers. Mab mouthed a silent thank you to the woman who brought her and Cee wine, but was otherwise fixed on the harassment Thiri was laying on her uncle. As if Mab wasn't sitting two...

As am I. She never got tired of hearing that. Thankful they didn't push. She felt a little guilty when the pair exchanged a look… but not guilty enough to spill the beans then and there. She settled back into the cushions and sipped her tea, then nearly spit it out when Cee whispered in her...

She laid eyes on Cee first and let them stay there. No better than their children, the two women embraced in a stir of murmurs and giggles. Mab whispered something in her ear and the two chattered like birds on a spring morning. Only when Ceilidh moved aside in an obvious opening did she look...

It was a day of celebration. The palace had been decorated in all things green – green rugs, green silk shades undulating gently in the breeze, and jade vases and bowls bearing sprays of forsythia in bloom. The serenity was broken by the thudding of feet and the tinkling of laughter. A young...

DreamQu33n: °˖✧(♡▽♡)✧˖° I LOVE IT!!! That kiss!! The EMOTION!! ಥ﹏ಥ Can't wait for the next installment!!

Ah, what a delight Bubkiss was to watch navigate the dream. She had half a mind to limit his magic, but he was being respectful of the space. It was a roundabout approach, directing the spell to find her signature hidden within rather than asking around. It entertained her. There was a much...