wake up little one
mistress is home.
MEDEA SOLON.
“where is she?” the duchess sits, her fingers tapping impatiently on the flat surface of the desk. “well?”
the chief of guard bowed. “the ladyship is on her way.”
“good.” A smirk plays on her lips.
Y/N L/N
her eyes are shut tightly as she lay crumpled on the carriage seat. ”are we there yet?” she asks, shivering.
“no, not yet. please wait.” the white haired male before her pats her head. “please don't be frightened, my lady. everything will be alright.”
the youngling finally opens her eyes and looks at him. a newfound spark of interest shows in her eyes. "okay."
© dxmoness 2023. do not translate, copy or take heavy inspo on my story. Your Throne characters are not mine.
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Fanfiction"didn't they tell us don't rush into things?" ( cover made by @tsuyrvi )