Recent content by Olydia

Olydia never expected to feel at ease in a room without windows. The tree seemed to put life into everything, and was well maintained. The room held a warmth she did not expect, and already she felt more at ease. She let go of his arm, wandered around the room some and peered all around to take...

She did not wish to admit how much she trusted this stranger as he guided her on their walk. Her hands would climg to him whenever she was unsure, and even kept conversation to a minimum. Nerves and uncertainty, she tried to keep attention on what she could hear and feel as they walked the...

"Perhaps... I may put it on myself?" Olydia pulled her gaze from the one they called Thorn, who turned away she she stared afyer him. She turned her gaze to Felix, giving him a sad grimace. "It will be by my will to wear it, and you can secure it and help me walk." She could see it in them...

"Well... you all lucked out when you stole a Duskwood." Riches and land, those in House Duskwood were often sought after for alliance and standing in society. An old name that saw many titles and coffers be passed down the family line. "At least my father would see reason to appeal for my...

Olydia's hold on her emotions was wearing thin. This all happened far too quickly, and now she was in the company of strangers. She was not dressed for walking, nor being taken away from the road leading to the castle. What bold move it was to take her away under the shadow of the castle...

Olydia had no qualms in glaring at him, watching him count her options as he detailed what they were. She did not like any of them, least of all the third option, but she was expected to give an answer. From beneath the cloth used to muffle her, Olydia released a sound of frustration. One of the...

The moment his hand caught her by the ankle, she knew she made the wrong choice. He was not one to waste time, nor to be fooled. He pulled her towards him and hooked arms around her before plucking her from the safety of he carriage. Her hands slapped at him, fighting him as she cried out and...

Only slight remorse rose deep inside Olydia, for the man she had kicked indeed had been gentle and kind about the entire matter. In truth, she had never kicked someone before. Had seen a guard do so once to a door, many times over as the royal guards came to Ivertown for training. Her father...

Those that peered at her through the carriage door were met with a stare so cold and icy, the blue eyes were surely sculpted from ice. It was not uncommon for ice to lace in these parts, and even in the dead of night, a cool brush of a breeze came in through the opened door. She merely stared...