Grief In Your Walls

Grief In Your Walls

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"No." She insists, cutting him off instantly. "We are not setting the entire camp back several hours just so some dramatic prince can get his journal back." She- Maeve, he assumes -bites, and Rae flinches at the angry emotions. "He can live without it. We need to get moving before-" "Astrid needs a journal," The man offers. And for some reason, this makes the woman freeze. Rae pulls his wings close against his back in his attempt to hide the grimace at the bitter flavor; frantically pushing her emotions into a raindrop to make it join the rest of the downpour. If either avian notices his discomfort; neither of them mention it, and the man continues speaking. "And she's practically a master at botany. If he needs a journal, we should get it." The woman takes a deep, angry breath as Rae tries not to panic. He hates being in the same place as someone when they're this angry. Doesn't want to be seen or looked at when anyone is angry. He can't handle it- --- Or; A story about grief, broken families, and how communication can fail when someone doesn't want to change.
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A wayward regency au one shot I wrote for fun, and because the concept wouldn't stop haunting my mind. ~ Trying to get back up after his ex-fiancé left him, Lord Arthur Pendragon relents to his friends and families idea of hosting a party in his family's estate. Although holding up hope for a new love that evening, he could not predict falling head over heel for a woman with haunted eyes, who secretly hides a crooked and wicked grin and a spark of intrigue unlike any he's glimpses before. After catching the sight of that side of her, and the way her families mistreatment severely dampens it, he finds himself sure of one thing. He's going to get her out their grasp, but doing so might be more tricky then first expected. Miss Harriet Frodesdotter is stuck in a hell of constantly being forced into a uncomfortable, lace covered, dress, into unbearably loud ballrooms, and dealing with condescending suitors that her controlling sister manages to steer towards her. The sudden approach by a Lord Pendragon does make her pause however, his sweet and concerned eyes appearing to be almost horrifyingly sincere as he offers to help her with her family issues. She doesn't trust him, he's not the first to claim to be her savour for purely selfish reasons, but something tells her that there's something more to him, and not in a bad way. ~ Content warning for ableism, family issues (including abuse, I don't perceive it as especially graphic, but it's there) and depictions of meltdowns.

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