Dragonflies raged in her belly, their wings fluttered a nervous rhythm, tickling her insides and elicited from her edgy movements, a tug of her hem here, a twiddle of her thumbs there, a tap of her foot-
“Luna stop fidgeting!” Emily scolded. She’d been trying- unsuccessfully- to add the finishing touches to her dress.
Her shoulders relaxed slightly with the exhale of tension “I can’t.” and she really couldn’t. It was either her minute fidgeting or jumping around the room like a frazzled rabbit.
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What? I'm tired.
Anyway. I appreciate you getting this far and I really hope you enjoy it. We're at the second part of the story. Aside that! I also think this lady here @KDNightly, deserves a dedication. *Random Applause errupts from nowhere*
Have fun reading.... Cause I sure as hell didn't, writing.
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“If you want to look presentable, you have to!” Emily’s hands roamed Luna’s gown with a mind of her own as she spoke to Luna. “You cannot have your presentation… your introduction that you wanted to be ruined by… by…” she trailed off, her attention drawn away from her speech by a tucked-in hem. The dress had to be ‘just right’… if the girl would just keep still!
Deep breaths Luna. In. out. In. out. She mentally instructed herself “I can’t… I can’t.” she repeated more to herself than Emily. Suddenly grabbing Emily’s hand, she placed it over her left chest. “Do you feel that?”
She smiled, shaking her head at Luna’s antics. “Yes, I do.” Luna’s heart pulsed against her palm in a frantic pace.
“My heart is trying to hammer its way out of my chest.” She smiled tumultuously, “I’m terrified.”
Emily took Luna’s hands in hers’, “Well don’t be. Luna, you are a Vancroft.” She looked to Luna imploringly
Luna looked at Emily, her expression saying, now what is that supposed to mean? The question raised an incredulous eyebrow. “I don’t think I can fend off people with my last name.”
Emily simply shook her head in response, as though saying ‘Oh child, if you knew’ and it was true… If only she knew how much respect her last name commanded, how many people wanted to be branded with the Vancroft title. Even before she lost her husband and unborn child at eighteen, she knew about the Vancrofts; Wealthy, and shrouded in mystery, if only she knew how many women dreamt of being the next lady in the family line. She wouldn’t be saying all this.
“Luna, if anything, they should be nervous about pleasing you. Theodore is going to be with you. As is Nathaniel, and of course, your papa and I will be already there waiting….”
As Emily continued to narrate what would happen that evening, Luna began to relax; she took deep breaths to slow the nervous beating of her heart, her hands slowly stopped their quivering. Everything is going to go well, her mind reassured her. Everything will be fine.
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Moon Guardian
RomanceTheodore Vancroft a young man, newly of age went off to explore the newly discovered lands of Modern day West Africa. What he discovers there will change his life forever.
