Recent content by Olydia

The young maid hesitated a moment, looking down at the heavy purse he had given her. Her teeth chewed at a dry part of her lip before she moved forward to follow, calling after him. "The King is searching for an artifact to bolster her magic. He believes it is dormant and in need of coaxing...

"Thank you." The bowl presented to her gave off every smell of comfort she did not know she needed. The spices were a warmth, the berries a freshness that reminded her of summers spent picking strawberries in their estate gardens. The bowl before her had been made by a child and already it gave...

She had been drying her eyes when his voice became louder, addressing her. Olydia tried to speak, but her voice broke before she could say anything. The door opened, and Olydia knew if he saw her face, he would know she had been crying for some time now. That is... if Felix could recognise that...

She laid still in the bed, frozen in place. They were talking about her, yes, but then they briefly spoke of the Prince she was to marry. Was something wrong with him? Was something wrong with... her? Was being too kind another way to say she was naive? That she was fooling herself to think...

Before Felix could go, Olydia reached out to catch his hand. "I wish I could do more to repay you for your kindness here, Felix. Perhaps I will settle on owing you a favour should you need one of me in the future. Whatever I can do within my limits." She gave him a smile, one filled with...

Olydia was left stunned, but Thorn had turned away before reaping in the glow of him breaking her ice. She turned her eyes onto Felix, her head shaking slowly with disbelief. "Is he always like this? Drunk and... stupid?" It was the first word that came to mind, even if he had proved he knew...

Olydia crossed her arms and stared daggers at Thorn. "Yes, a misunderstanding." Her cool blue eyes assessed him in one withering move, lowering to see the way he carried himself before those bright eyes snapped back to his dark green. "For you have failed to take opportunity to ask me...

She was too furious to care now. Olydia threw the sheet away from her and stood off from the bed. She pointed a finger at the felled thief, her eyes alight with anger as she looked upon Felix. "I do not want to see him again. I have been compliant and understanding of this entire situation...

Olydia scoffed, shaking her head at him and slipping to the edge of the bed amd dragging the sheet with her. "Your room? Then I should thank you for giving it up and allowing me to use ot as my lodgings seeing as it is your fault I am here in the first place." Her hand grabbed the other pillow...

Her lack of sleep was catching up to her that she was ready to sleep after finishing the plate Felix had given her. Olydia decided she should rest, even if it meant catching a few hours... She had pulled her dress off herself, leaving each layer to it all except her thin shift, newly made just...

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...