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rainbowfic2012-04-06 11:29 am
leia_solo) wrote in rainbowfic2012-04-06 11:29 am
Dove White + Brush, Oils
Name: Destiny (leia_solo)
Story: The Mondian Chronicles
Title: Martial Discord
Timeline: Early 1142 AW. Takes place directly after Strife
Colors: Dove White #30: I married beneath me, all women do
Supplies and Styles: Brush (carp) and Oils (The one that got away)
Word Count: 317
Rating: G
Warnings: None
Elisabeth was waiting patiently in their bedroom when he came from the council meeting.
The door opened and he stepped in. He looked up at Elisabeth sitting on a wooden chair near the window. He frowned at her before disappearing into the main chamber.
Elisabeth shot up from the chair and went after him.
“I want to talk to you, Fernando Abadesso!” She called after him.
Fernando sighed and pulled his jerkin over his head. “I really don’t want to talk about this right now, Elisa.”
Elisabeth folded her arms and stared at him as he threw himself down on the great tester bed.
“Then when do you want to talk about it?” Elisabeth asked poking his lower back with her finger.
Fernando grunted and turned over. He still didn’t look at her.
“You’re just going to ignore the fact that you yelled at me for no reason?”
He finally looked up at her. He had a disgruntled look on his face.
“Why are you carping on me so much, Elisa? It was an honest mistake.”
Elisabeth’s face screwed up in anger. She started to say something, but she thought better of it.
“Fine,” she said coolly, “I’ll leave you be then since I’m just annoying you!”
“Elisa,” he started, but she had already turned on her heel and stormed out of the room.
“URGH!” Fernando yelled as the door slammed.
Elisabeth paced outside of the door.
This fight would have never happened if I had married Jehann. Elisabeth thought to herself.
But Jehann loves Marie, not you. Fernando loves you. Her conscience whispered.
Elisabeth sighed and headed towards the nursery. She’d check on the little ones. Seeing their little faces smiling up at her always brightened her day. She’d give Fernando time to cool off and then she’d talk to him again. Being happy with this plan, Elisabeth opened the door and stepped into the nursery.
leia_solo)Story: The Mondian Chronicles
Title: Martial Discord
Timeline: Early 1142 AW. Takes place directly after Strife
Colors: Dove White #30: I married beneath me, all women do
Supplies and Styles: Brush (carp) and Oils (The one that got away)
Word Count: 317
Rating: G
Warnings: None
Elisabeth was waiting patiently in their bedroom when he came from the council meeting.
The door opened and he stepped in. He looked up at Elisabeth sitting on a wooden chair near the window. He frowned at her before disappearing into the main chamber.
Elisabeth shot up from the chair and went after him.
“I want to talk to you, Fernando Abadesso!” She called after him.
Fernando sighed and pulled his jerkin over his head. “I really don’t want to talk about this right now, Elisa.”
Elisabeth folded her arms and stared at him as he threw himself down on the great tester bed.
“Then when do you want to talk about it?” Elisabeth asked poking his lower back with her finger.
Fernando grunted and turned over. He still didn’t look at her.
“You’re just going to ignore the fact that you yelled at me for no reason?”
He finally looked up at her. He had a disgruntled look on his face.
“Why are you carping on me so much, Elisa? It was an honest mistake.”
Elisabeth’s face screwed up in anger. She started to say something, but she thought better of it.
“Fine,” she said coolly, “I’ll leave you be then since I’m just annoying you!”
“Elisa,” he started, but she had already turned on her heel and stormed out of the room.
“URGH!” Fernando yelled as the door slammed.
Elisabeth paced outside of the door.
This fight would have never happened if I had married Jehann. Elisabeth thought to herself.
But Jehann loves Marie, not you. Fernando loves you. Her conscience whispered.
Elisabeth sighed and headed towards the nursery. She’d check on the little ones. Seeing their little faces smiling up at her always brightened her day. She’d give Fernando time to cool off and then she’d talk to him again. Being happy with this plan, Elisabeth opened the door and stepped into the nursery.
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