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rainbowfic2012-03-15 11:54 pm
shadowsong26) wrote in rainbowfic2012-03-15 11:54 pm
Sulphur #15
Name: shadowsong26
Story: Consort
'Verse: Feredar
Colors: Sulphur #15. Jealousy
Supplies and Materials: canvas (979 FY), miniature collection, brush (instauration), charcoal, pastels (my current gen card I2 party/festival)
Word Count: 300
Rating: PG-13
Characters: Princess Tana, Prince Mellir, Princess Fera
Warnings: None.
Notes: Constructive criticism welcome, as always.
Tana hated Kellom's wife. It wasn't that she was a bad woman, or would be a bad queen. She was pretty enough and her family tended to produce large numbers of children, which was what Kellom wanted in his consort, even if there were brighter candidates.
But she just didn't fit. She ruined the way everyone interacted, in so many little ways. Sola and Keta's husbands hadn't done that the same way.
At least Kellom didn't spend that much time with her. Maybe everything would settle back the way it was supposed to be soon. At least Tana could hope.
Mellir tossed the ball against the wall. It would be his turn to marry in another few years, of course, and his mistress was excellent company when he wanted to be flattered. He didn't envy Kellom his wife, pretty as she was. She wasn’t to his tastes, anyway. He preferred taller women.
No, what bothered him was that, as soon as they had a child, he would move down in the succession. What galled him most was there was no practical way to regain his position. And every child would be another roadblock between him and the throne he deserved.
Fera knew she wasn't as bright or charming as Kellom's sisters. She was prettier than most of them--except possibly Tana and Sola--but that wouldn't last forever. And for now, Kellom seemed barely interested in her.
She didn't think he had an official mistress--even though they'd only been married a few weeks, that would have almost hurt less. Instead, he had his military duties, and his increasing involvement in his father's government, and the time he spent with his siblings and nieces and nephews, and...it seemed there was simply no room for her in her husband's life.
Story: Consort
'Verse: Feredar
Colors: Sulphur #15. Jealousy
Supplies and Materials: canvas (979 FY), miniature collection, brush (instauration), charcoal, pastels (my current gen card I2 party/festival)
Word Count: 300
Rating: PG-13
Characters: Princess Tana, Prince Mellir, Princess Fera
Warnings: None.
Notes: Constructive criticism welcome, as always.
Tana hated Kellom's wife. It wasn't that she was a bad woman, or would be a bad queen. She was pretty enough and her family tended to produce large numbers of children, which was what Kellom wanted in his consort, even if there were brighter candidates.
But she just didn't fit. She ruined the way everyone interacted, in so many little ways. Sola and Keta's husbands hadn't done that the same way.
At least Kellom didn't spend that much time with her. Maybe everything would settle back the way it was supposed to be soon. At least Tana could hope.
Mellir tossed the ball against the wall. It would be his turn to marry in another few years, of course, and his mistress was excellent company when he wanted to be flattered. He didn't envy Kellom his wife, pretty as she was. She wasn’t to his tastes, anyway. He preferred taller women.
No, what bothered him was that, as soon as they had a child, he would move down in the succession. What galled him most was there was no practical way to regain his position. And every child would be another roadblock between him and the throne he deserved.
Fera knew she wasn't as bright or charming as Kellom's sisters. She was prettier than most of them--except possibly Tana and Sola--but that wouldn't last forever. And for now, Kellom seemed barely interested in her.
She didn't think he had an official mistress--even though they'd only been married a few weeks, that would have almost hurt less. Instead, he had his military duties, and his increasing involvement in his father's government, and the time he spent with his siblings and nieces and nephews, and...it seemed there was simply no room for her in her husband's life.