ใ
คใ
ค
โ๐๐ญ'๐ฌ ๐๐ฅ๐ฅ ๐ฅ๐ข๐๐ฌ, ๐๐๐ซ๐ฅ๐ข๐ง๐ .โ
โธบ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐
๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ โธบ
๐๐ซ๐ข๐ ๐ข๐ง๐๐ฅ ๐๐ก๐๐ซ๐๐๐ญ๐๐ซ ๐๐ฒ ๐๐๐๐ข๐ฆ๐ฉ๐ฅ๐๐ฌ.
Amelia didnโt know much about Freya. Beyond their usual banter and little spats, not much was talked about. It didnโt feel professionalโ even if she were curious.
โDonโt make me vomit.โ She wrinkled her nose at the proper gestures made. The apple tucked into the pocket of โ
That brief chuckle brought a barely there smile to her lips. It wasnโt often that she got to see Freya being anything but professionalโ and maybe even a little boring, if she were honest.
โShe should be used to it by now,โ Amelia turned, offering the farmer at the fruit stall โ
That was one of the things that slightly irked Ameliaโ how easily Freya could read her. She could even feel it happening on occasion, much to her annoyance.
โStorm prefers the bruised ones.โ She explained, referring to her beloved white horse while tossing the nicer apple โ
She wanted to explode into a rant in that momentโ yell about how she was going stir crazy stuck behind those castle walls. And about the pressure that was suffocating her.
But she didnโt. She didnโt need nor want anyoneโs pity. The title of difficult and rebellious would โ
There was no use in trying to flee the area. Amelia was well aware of how skilled her crushโ ahem, bodyguard was.
โI donโt need a lecture.โ She waved a hand dismissively and returned to eyeing the various stalls of the farmers market.
Perhaps it wasnโt her best idea to try and slip outside the castle walls while @withherlife was occupied with the Queen.
A slight lift of her head, staring at the other through the mirror of her vanity.
โWhat the heโ what happened to you?โ
"Hey," she casually greets @resentedoath as she walks in, holding an ice pack to her head.
๐๐ซ๐ข๐ง๐๐๐ฌ๐ฌ ๐๐ฆ๐๐ฅ๐ข๐. retweeted
not all love is gentle. sometimes itโs gritty and dirty and possessive๏ผ sometimes itโs not supposed to be careful or soft at all. sometimes it feels like teeth.
๐๐ซ๐ข๐ง๐๐๐ฌ๐ฌ ๐๐ฆ๐๐ฅ๐ข๐. retweeted
i want to run away... i want someone to save me... you're right๏ผ those are part of me๏ผ too.
๐๐ซ๐ข๐ง๐๐๐ฌ๐ฌ ๐๐ฆ๐๐ฅ๐ข๐. retweeted
love is the most twisted curse of all.
A discreet roll of light eyes came as her initial response to such a question.
โYouโre the best, are you not?โ Maybe that wasnโt really her reason. But she wasnโt about to voice that.
The Princess scrunched up her nose at the show of respect. It made their entire interaction suddenly feel a lot less nonchalant and personal.
โIf you do stay,โ A pause, tea finally sipped upon. โIโll make sure youโre paid more than any other employer could ever offer.โ





