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rainbowfic2012-05-18 12:50 pm
leia_solo) wrote in rainbowfic2012-05-18 12:50 pm
Dove White + Oils
Name: Destiny
Story: The Mondian Chronicles
Title: Somewhere I Belong
Timeline: 1141 AW
Colors: Dove White # 15: If you would marry suitably, marry your equal
Supplies and Styles: Oils (I am exactly where I'm supposed to be)
Word Count: 282
Summary: Jehann thinks he has married above himself. Marie dashes that notion.
Rating: G
Warnings: None
Notes: I had originally outlined this story as a part of a bigger project. But I've decided that it'll fall under the arc of The Knight's Wife which will feature Marie and Jehann prominently. I hope you enjoy this and constructive criticism is always welcome.
“Wow.”
Jehann leaned out of the carriage and studied the grey brick palace.
“It’s beautiful!” Jehann exclaimed.
Marie hid her smile from her husband. He turned back to Marie and leaned back on the leather seat.
“You know sometimes I feel like the people at court are right. I married far above me.”
Marie frowned as the carriage stopped. The footman opened the door. Jehann went first and stepped out before helping Marie down.
The newlyweds were greeted by the servants of Palince Palace.
“Welcome, Princess Marie and Sieur Jehann,” said a motherly looking woman. Marie smiled at the older woman.
She showed them into the palace. Jehann looked around him whistling low. The woman then showed the couple to their room leaving them with a smile.
“What do you think?” Marie asked sitting down on the great bed.
Jehann leaned against one of the bed posts. “This place is definitely not a regular chevalier’s accommodations.”
Marie smiled slightly. She bit her lip.
“Jehann, you didn’t marry above you,” Marie started.
Jehann sighed and came to sit down next to his wife.
“It certainly feels like it. Your father would have wanted you marry a royal. A prince maybe? You could be a Queen of a far away land,” Jehann said softly.
Marie took his hand. “I am exactly where I belong, Jehann. I’m a simple knight’s wife and no longer a princess. I am Marie d’Ambry, your wife.”
Jehann smiled at her and placed a kiss on her forehead. Marie leaned in to him and they sat like that peacefully. Marie was happy as long as she had Jehann and for Jehann he was happy as long as he had Marie.
Story: The Mondian Chronicles
Title: Somewhere I Belong
Timeline: 1141 AW
Colors: Dove White # 15: If you would marry suitably, marry your equal
Supplies and Styles: Oils (I am exactly where I'm supposed to be)
Word Count: 282
Summary: Jehann thinks he has married above himself. Marie dashes that notion.
Rating: G
Warnings: None
Notes: I had originally outlined this story as a part of a bigger project. But I've decided that it'll fall under the arc of The Knight's Wife which will feature Marie and Jehann prominently. I hope you enjoy this and constructive criticism is always welcome.
“Wow.”
Jehann leaned out of the carriage and studied the grey brick palace.
“It’s beautiful!” Jehann exclaimed.
Marie hid her smile from her husband. He turned back to Marie and leaned back on the leather seat.
“You know sometimes I feel like the people at court are right. I married far above me.”
Marie frowned as the carriage stopped. The footman opened the door. Jehann went first and stepped out before helping Marie down.
The newlyweds were greeted by the servants of Palince Palace.
“Welcome, Princess Marie and Sieur Jehann,” said a motherly looking woman. Marie smiled at the older woman.
She showed them into the palace. Jehann looked around him whistling low. The woman then showed the couple to their room leaving them with a smile.
“What do you think?” Marie asked sitting down on the great bed.
Jehann leaned against one of the bed posts. “This place is definitely not a regular chevalier’s accommodations.”
Marie smiled slightly. She bit her lip.
“Jehann, you didn’t marry above you,” Marie started.
Jehann sighed and came to sit down next to his wife.
“It certainly feels like it. Your father would have wanted you marry a royal. A prince maybe? You could be a Queen of a far away land,” Jehann said softly.
Marie took his hand. “I am exactly where I belong, Jehann. I’m a simple knight’s wife and no longer a princess. I am Marie d’Ambry, your wife.”
Jehann smiled at her and placed a kiss on her forehead. Marie leaned in to him and they sat like that peacefully. Marie was happy as long as she had Jehann and for Jehann he was happy as long as he had Marie.
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