Dear Diary. Why am I so angry?
At the castle, after unpacking, I went to my bathroom, seeing how large the bathtub was, and began filling it. I noticed there were a few types of bath add-ins in a variety of scents. Taking a deep breath, I made the water and the entire bathroom smell like lavender and put in a bath bomb, some tea flowers smelling like lavender, rose, and jasmine, Epsom salts, and a thick lavender bubble bath.
Undressing, I washed my hair with a strengthening shampoo, put in a luxurious feeling conditioning mask, and then donned a bathing cap before stepping in. Relaxing in the bathtub, I began to drift off, so I set an hour timer and allowed myself to rest while trying to let myself dream.
I was waiting for someone in a sunlit meadow of pinks, yellows, purples, reds, and oranges at the edge of a forest. I was wearing a soft, blousy men's shirt similar to what you'd see in a history exhibit and brown trousers with leather boots. I heard the crunches of fallen leaves behind me and turned around to see Varian, wearing a red tunic, black leggings, and boots of his own, smiling at me. With a soft blush on our faces, we embraced, pulling each other into a loving kiss.
His hands tangled in my hair, and I held him tightly. He pulled away from me, and then, we were in my bedroom. He tossed me onto the bed like I was light as a feather. Our lips met again, and he reached under my shirt, as if he planned to take it off, and I let him.
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A Tale Of Shadows and Emeralds
FantasyLeo hears a knock on the door at midnight on his birthday eve every year, but nothing's ever there. On his 21st birthday, he opened the door. Who is this man in black, why is he calling him a Prince? This story is written in a 1st Person Diary-esqu...
