shadowsong26: (kellom)
shadowsong26 ([personal profile] shadowsong26) wrote in [community profile] rainbowfic2017-06-25 11:52 pm

Metallic Gold #10, Golden Globe #4, Kingfisher Blue #6

Name: shadowsong26
Story: Preparations
'Verse: Feredar
Colors: Metallic Gold #10. role, Golden Globe #4. I want to be alone., Kingfisher Blue #6. 皮笑肉不笑: the skin smiles, the flesh does not (to wear a false smile)
Supplies and Materials: graffiti (Red Carpet Challenge Day 7), photography, canvas (979 FY), charcoal, yarn
Word Count: 290
Rating: PG-13
Characters: Kellom
Warnings: Marriage for politics, rather than for love.
Notes: Constructive criticism welcome, as always. Just under the wire, heh. Companion to Day One for this challenge, because it felt appropriate.


Spring was the season of beginnings, of optimism, of life. It was the perfect season for a royal wedding, and Kellom knew that.

He had sent the others away, to attend to the last of his preparations by himself. To have a few moments to gather himself before he made his vows.

Eyeing himself in the mirror, he frowned; adjusted the line of his vest; the way his cuff sat along his wrist; the collar of his coat.

Now he was perfect.

At least on the surface. At least in terms of presentation.

I will be kind to her, he promised himself. I will attend to this duty with all the care and attention I apply to any other.

When he thought about it that way, he felt like less of a fraud.

It wasn't that he disliked the lady Fera--he had chosen her himself, after all. She was sweet and kind, and would be a wonderful mother for their children. Besides, he didn't particularly want a more passionate or romantic marriage; the kind his parents had.

The truth was, he didn't particularly want to get married at all.

But it was his duty, as surely as leading the Army or sitting on his father's Council. And Crown Prince Kellom always, always did his duty.

Fera was a lovely girl, and would be a fine wife. If he couldn't give her his heart, he would at least give her his kindness. He would try his utmost not to hurt her. He owed her that much.

He sighed, and turned away from the glass. His preparations were complete. He had put this off as long as he possibly could.

A sweet spring morning, and his pretty young bride, were waiting.

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