lim·er·ence
/ˈlimərəns/
noun: limerence; plural noun: limerences
the state of being infatuated or obsessed with another person, typically experienced involuntarily and characterized by a strong desire for reciprocation of one's feelings.
•Emmy Arche...
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✧ ⋆｡ﾟ☾ ﾟ｡⋆ ✧ .・゜゜・ ・゜゜・． • A Court Of Thorns And Roses •
☽ Act 1 ☾
Davina was running around without clothes, again. You could hear her screams from outside as she ran away from her mother who was chasing her down the long halls of their new home.
Her little feet slapping the wooden floor echoed in the once silent house. The maids that were dusting and cleaning the fine vases and art work that was strung up all over the halls, glared at the young mother as she chased her rambunctious child that nearly ran into them.
It's been roughly 2 months since Feyre had been taken to the other side of the wall and Davinas constant asking for her aunt still hadn't changed since moving, if anything it had gotten worst. She was currently having another, "Feyre meltdown" Emmy liked to call it. She would have them at least once a week, it was a very common and well known occurrence.
The blonde took a turn to the left down a different hallway that lead to Mr. Archerons Wing of the enormous home. Emmy's eyes widened as she ran faster to a practically naked Davina, "Davina! Davina Cleo Archeron, Stop!" She screamed.
She knew her father was in a meeting at the moment and she would drop dead if they saw the brunette in her night gown running around at seven in the morning.
It seemed the Mother was out to get her as her fear came true when a man walked out of her fathers office at the exact time she was running pass, causing a collision between the two. Emmy hit his chest making her tumble and land on the floor.
Honestly Emmy thought of just staying on the hard floor instead of getting up. She was about to face a embarrassing situation that she did not want to deal with.
"Oh, are you alright, miss?" The deep voice of the man asked the young mother as she looked at him from her position on the ground.
His dark eyes were boring into hers with such intensity and chivalry it caught the brunette off guard. He offered his hand to help her up but she was to busy admiring the gorgeous man that she didn't notice.
He had gorgeous short black hair that contrasted nicely against his fair skin. And He had moles on his face that made his dark thick eyelashes pop.
Emmy finally snapped out of it as a smirk appear on his lips, He took notice in the way she was looking at him. Feeling embarrassed, she stood up with the help of his hand. "Oh yes, I'm quite alright." Emmy muttered as she was pulled up to her full height, his hands had a tight grip on her's.
"Good, wouldn't want you getting hurt." He smiled kindly at her.
Emmy smiled tightly back at the man. She was in her nightgown with no corset or any type of underwear on. She felt the embarrassment creep up on her about getting caught looking at the man too. "I'm Terribly sorry but I must get my daughter before she cause even more problems." She awkwardly muttered as she retracted her hand from his.
"Oh of course, wouldn't want to be in your way." He answered back, "It was nice bumping into you miss...?" He trailed off.
"Miss Emmy, excuse me." She muttered and pushed past him and continued running off to get her child, but not without noting the feeling of his eyes trailing after her till she was out of his cite.
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"Stupid, stupid, stupid!" Emmy cursed herself over and over again. "Gods what is wrong with you." She was still thinking of her embarrassing interaction earlier.
It was late in the evening now and Emmy was applying a rose tint to her cheek's, she was getting ready at her vanity for dinner.
After she had caught Davina who was halfway to the outdoor gardens, she immediately gave her a scolding about her behavior, but to no surprise, the blonde didn't care to listen to her mother and ran off into her room to play with her toys.
Honestly Emmy tried to discipline her child but couldn't find it in herself to care at the moment, she was dying of embarrassment. She was practically naked in front of obviously a important man that had a meeting with her father, a rich merchant that could buy half the continent. And it didn't help that she found him very attractive.
And Emmy knew that this man was extremely important since she was informed by maids of guests at dinner this evening. It didn't take much brain power to figure out who one of the guess might be. Just thinking about it made her want to curl up and lay in bed.
"Mommy! Mommy look it, look it!" Davina brought the brunette out of her thoughts and took the brush away from her face and looked to her excited daughter.
The little blonde was spinning around fast in her new pink dress excitedly. This was the first time she got to wear a fancy dress to dinner that guests were attending.
"Look at you my gorgeous girl!" Emmy says to her daughter as she scoops her daughter up into her arms. Giggles escaped Davina as her mother left kisses all over her face, making obnoxious kissing sounds fill the room.
"Is it time to go?" The blonde asked her mother who was still locked into her embrace.
"Yes, I was just finishing my cosmetics." She answers as she set Davina back down.
"What are cosmetics?" Davina asks looking up at her mother.
"They're little tools that help mommy look pretty." She answers back.
The blonde grabs onto her mothers dress with a goofy smile, "I want to be pretty too, give me cosmetics!"
"Maybe when you're older but right now you are plenty beautiful." Emmy smiled down at her daughter, "But now I must put my shoes on, we wouldn't want to keep our guest waiting."
AUTHOR NOTES:
I'm sorry it took literally forever to get this chapter out I would like to say I have a excuse but I don't, I'm just lazy.
