Fate's Design |18+ (Ménage) ✔

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The best way I can describe the sudden sound that fills the area is of silver bells. They chime, Princess Edith, looking to me with confusion as she sits at the picnic table. Thickness courses through the air, looking around as the breeze picks up. The way the air moves in certain areas of the forest, it almost bends around unseen obstacles...the visibility is unnerving.

Princess Edith's eyes grow wide as she lifts from the picnic bench and walks toward the left side of the area. Keeping an eye on her, my gaze drifts slightly to observe how clouds move in, darkening the sky with an unnatural sheen. It's only when Princess Edith lifts a hand and reaches out, her eyes nearly glazed over, that I call out, "What are you doing?"

"It's..." her voice trails off, almost like she's not even there. I'm quick to come up behind her, though she continues to reach out and as she does, a purplish hue erupts just a few inches in front of her. It's like a vacuum, her body zipping forward while I'm quick to wrap an arm around her waist and hold her still against my chest. The force is driving, nearly knocking me off balance as the vortex continues to pull inward, digging my heels into the ground while Princess Edith stares on in awe at it.

I'm off balance a second later, almost as if something strikes my heart, it causes me to faulter. Princess Edith and I crash forward, hitting the ground hard as we separate. Almost as if the ground shatters, pressing us against it with an unparalleled force, I lose all my senses in a matter of a split second. The first sense I do gather when I'm coherent is touch.

Everything feels...cold.

Against my skin, my hands reach out across the ground and it's like ice. My eyelids snap open as a ringing sound starts and ends briefly.

White.

Snow.

What?

"Me-Merle?" Princess Edith asks, quickly looking to her as she sits up and looks around her with confusion. Steadily, I gather myself to one knee and glance around, my mouth agape in disbelief.

It's snowing...

...it's not winter and the last time I checked; Alpha Keir's territory only is hit with snow once in a blue moon.

"What's going on?" She looks at me with wide eyes, though I don't respond.

Trying to understand for myself what is happening, Princess Edith leans back and decides to make a snow angel. While she enjoys the misfortune, I rise to my full height and rub my chin, looking around to see that it's as if it has been snowing for a while. There is packed snow on tree branches, a thick layer beneath our feet when I kick one of my boots. It doesn't make any sense...

"We should leave," I state firmly, glancing down at Princess Edith as she stops her giggling in the snow, "this place is off...there's something about it."

"Why is it snowing?' She asks me, smacking the snow from her clothes as she stands.

I can't keep avoiding it, "I don't know." After I pause a moment and receive a disgruntled look from the princess, I ask while arching a brow, "What were you reaching for?"

Princess Edith shrugs her shoulders and replies, "It...was pretty. I don't know," she looks away, her features falling as she adds, "this is my fault, isn't it?"

"I wouldn't jump to conclusions just yet," my answer is honest, though it really could have been whatever she was reaching for that caused this. I won't know, she's a pup and can't relay to me exactly what she saw. Even if she could tell me, I'm sure there would be some fabrication as the truth diminishes where eye-witness accounts cannot be used truthfully...