Hiiiii, welcome to part 2!👋🏻 Picture above is super cute!!
Key:
(H/L)= Hair Length
(H/C)= Hair Colour
(E/C)= Eye Colour
(R/C)= Random Colour
(F/C)= Favourite Colour
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I reluctantly opened my (E/C) and purple eyes with a throbbing headache. My vision is still cloudy, but I can make out a figure above me. I sense warmth curled around me...'I'm being carried? By who?'
"Rest (Y/N), we have almost reached the gates." That charming voice, it's Laurence. He must of noticed my confusion. I mooch a quick glimpse at him, thank Irene he is back in his regular form, the Shadow Knight Laurence is pretty intimidating. Plus my skin would be searing, not fun. I still can feel the entry wound in my chest, it rubs on my blood soaked top, making it sting. I'm used to injuries, but wounds to the chest is a weakness to everyone. I wince slightly. My eyelids start to close again, instantly allowing me to drift into a dreamless sleep.
-•Time Skip•-
I awaken to morning sunlight beaming through a nearby window which is dressed in navy blue rippled curtains. It is wide open, letting the chilled air dance in, carrying the sounds of the early birds walking the streets of the village.
I'm wrapped in fresh smelling blankets on top of a cosy bed. I enjoy the quiet mornings where there is completely nothing to complain about...'Where the hell am I?!' My mind shouts, thanks brain. I hesitantly uncoil myself from the warmth of the blankets. Planning to check out the window for something to indicate where I am, like a sign, but I notice that I'm not in my own clothing.' Who-?! What?! I didn't do-?!' My face burns red. 'No that didn't happen, dirty minded child.'
I was at the bar, then shot by an arrow, then carried here. By Laurence. Maybe this is his house? 'Wait, my mask...well, it doesn't really matter now since Laurence obviously saw it when he took it off. I wonder if he found me pretty? Oh Irene shut up brain, I don't securely now if it is even him!'
My chest wound has been tightly wrapped in bandages to stop the bleeding, but it's still slightly visible through the white fabric.
'GUUUURG!' The sound of my stomach scares me, "yeh, I'll get you food, no shut up." I whisper to make sure I don't look like a tool bag talking to myself.
I sneak over to a closed wooden door. I wrap my shaking hand over the doorknob, then slowly pull. The door creaks inaudibly as I move even slower to not disturb the silence.
I see a warm little home, a fireplace in front of a red couch. There he is. Snuggled in a navy blue blanket. His face is so peaceful and relaxed. No doubt it's Laurence. He always had perfectly tanned skin with petite freckles painted over the bridge of his nose. And he is bloody tall, very, tall. I'm smacked into reality with a deafening 'GUUUURG!'
I sharply inhale, pouting my lips like a fish, my dragons tail braids around my short leg as my dragon ears bounce up. I stare at him, waiting for a response to my stomach growling and the dramatic gasp that escaped my mouth. I gradually get redder and redder as time passes.
His eyelids split open to reveal those baby blue eyes. He rises into a sitting position on the couch, rubbing one of his eyes while looking at me with the other. Then he smirks. 'Oh Irene what is he staring at?! Bah! I'm still making that pathetic face! Stop (Y/N), STOP!' I internally fight myself, while still standing their looking like a fish.
"Sounds like someone's hungry." His morning voice cracks the silence, letting out a light chuckle.
"Laurence...it's really you." I smile, while tears of joy seep down my pink cheeks.
"Yes, it really is me (Y/N)." He smiles back. Revealing his neatly aligned teeth, his K-9's were slightly sharper then average, but what do you expect form a Shadow Knight?
"Laurence!" I yelp as I tackle him back onto the couch in a hug.
Finally, I'm wrapped in his arms again, after so long. He is back. My best friend from 15 years ago, is finally back.
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What happens in the next part? Are you going to meet the other people in the village? And is the Lord going to accept you? Keep reading to find out!
I've watched MCD before, but that was a while ago so I'm watching it again. So the stuff in the book might not be accurate😂
Thanks for reading, see ya👋🏻
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