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 Posted: Thu Jan 13, 2011 9:03 pm
Fairy Tails
"If it was to me I would never leave," she said looking around. "This place is so amazing..." her eyes feel back on him and felt her heart melt and any semblance of sense leave her. "You are more than amazing..."
"Then why speak as though you must leave! My dearest, it if up to you! You are more then welcome to stay within the woods!" It was an invitation not made lightly, and never before had Orme used his status to allow someone free entrace to the woods, before leaving it up to his parents.
"With you?" she asked softly.
”If you will have me, my darling!”
"What did I do?" she asked softly, timidly reaching out her hoof to his.
Orme looks confused by this comment. “What do you mean, dearest Isabella? I am sorry if I said something that made you feel at fault!”
"To have all this happen to me," she finished quietly. "This is beyond anything I could have ever dreamed of..." She smiled at him warmly, "I honestly do not think I could ever thank you enough for all you've done."
Orme’s face softens with a smile as he looks at her. “My dearest, I have done nothing for you yet!”
"If this is what you call nothing..." she trailed off and bit her lip nervously, but not too hard. If this was all a dream she didn't want to wake up now.
"I am still not sure what I have done that seems to have you upset my dearest!"
"Oh nothing," she said quickly. "I'm just...I thought this type of stuff only happened in story books..." She shyly nuzzled his cheek, "Certainly never to me."
He smiles and gestured to the magical surroundings, The Emerald Wood. "Does this not already look like something that belongs in one of your story books" he winks "Its only right that there be a handsome prince here to sweep his princess off her feet!"
"For a happily ever after?" she asked smiling. "That's how it always happens in the books."
Orme chuckles “I have never read these books, so I am winging it my darling! But if that is what you desire for us, I will do everything in my power to make it a reality!”
"Then I can think of no other ending..." she smiled. "And you are doing a very good job so far. I am completely captivated."
Orme grins happily at her "I am glad my dearest Isabella, for I would not wish to do anything that does not play on your dreams. I wish only for your happiness my darling!"
She beamed at him, "I somehow feel completely assured that you will make me happy. I only hope that I can do the same for you in return."
Orme's grin widens even more as he looks at her. "Dearest Isabella, just having you beside me makes me happier then I thought possible!"
She tilted her head curiously, "How do I do that?"
"I could..." she said shyly. "But I'd really hate to guess wrong in a situation like this..."
Orme leans a little closer to the lovely crimson unicorn beside him. “Dearest Isabella, I doubt you could be wrong in such a situation.”
Isabella smiled, "You have a great deal of faith in me. I hope I never disappoint you."
"No matter what you may do my dearest, I doubt you could ever dissapoint, so long as you stay by my side!"
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Posted: Thu Jan 13, 2011 9:07 pm
What would I be?
Isabella smiled shyly as she answered, "I do not think I could be anywhere else." How had this happened? One moment she she was lost in her own world, a dreamer, admittedly a little lonely...and now... "Orme...what am I to do at your side?" that was indeed a frightening prospect. Her heart was held in the hooves of a prince...a prince of these mythic woods...of the type she'd only heard about in stories. Yes, he had won her affections, completely, but what was to happen next?
Orme smiles affentionatly at her, the answer cleary written in his eyes, so that he didn't even have to say it, but he did anyway. "Why my dearest Isabelle, you would be my princess!"
Her core seemed to melt with that look of his eyes. "A princess?" she repeated softly. "You're certain I am..suitable?"
Orme blinked at her, his emerald green eyes showing confusion. "My dearest, whyever wouldn't you be?"
"Don't princess have to be...special?" she said slowly uncertain exactly what it was that a princess should be only knowing that a unicorn from a field probably lacked such qualities.
Orme smiles, understanding her confusion. "Dearest, you are special, to me, and in elven society that is all that matters. We are not as...picky...as the mortals when it comes to mates for royalty. Those of royal blood can choose whoever they desire. Look at my parents! My mother was princess, from two high eldar, she came from the island herself. My father, he was a common soldier. And yet now they rule the woods together!"
Isabella blinked in surprised, "From what you had told me I expected both of them to be of the noblest birth...your world is beyond remarkable, Orme. I...I would very much like to be a part of it."
Orme shakes his head slightly at her comment. "My father was nothing more then a soldier, and has not a drop of high blood in his body. Yet even so he is High Prince of the Emerald Wood." He grins widely "And I am glad you think is so wonderful Dearest Isabella, for I would dearly like to have you in it forever!"
"My dear prince," she smiled. "I can do no other then comply with your wishes."
Orme grins, a mischevious twinkle in his emerald eyes. "Then I comman you to kiss me, my dear princess!"
Maroon cheeks flushed a brilliant red, "I would do my best, but I am little learned on the subject of kissing."
Orme's grin widens "Well then my dearest, we shall just have to explore it together!"
That shy smile found its way back to Isabella's lips, "A different sort of adventure to be sure..."
"And one that I would only wish to go on with you dearest" he nuzzles her cheek.
"I still do not know what I have done to deserve you," Isabella said leaning against him. "But I shall thank my stars for it for the rest of my days."
Orme smiles as he holds up her weight with his own solid form. "As will I dearest Isabella."
Isabella closed her eyes, relying on his unwavering strength to keep her grounded as the world seemed to spin around her. So much was happening so fast and while she wasn't scared, no, far from it, she was somewhat...unnerved.
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Posted: Thu Jan 13, 2011 9:29 pm
Welcome to the Family of the Emerald Wood
The last month had been like a dream for the only prince of the Emerald Wood. While before he had been lost as to his place in the world, he now had a place with his love, Isabella. He had refused to leave her side since finding her that fateful day in the field. But the bliss of being a new couple could not last forever. Arda had found him one day and told him their parents wanted to meet this girl their son had been spending all his time with. So, with a sigh, Orme decided to ask Isabella if she was ready for such a step.
“Isabella my dearest...” he began with a nuzzle on her velvety soft cheek “I was wondering darling, if you would be comfortable meeting my family?”
Isabella beamed, "Could I?" She'd heard so many stories that she longed to meet these ponys who had done so much. But they were the rules of the wood and while she was quite well at easy with Orme...she had no idea how to even begin to act around his parents. "...You don't think I'd make a fool, do you?"
Orme smiles confidently at her "Dearest why ever would you feel like a fool in front of them? Even though they rule the wood, they are still just ponies like you dearest!"
"I am not so certain of that..." she said slowly. "They are far greater than I could ever be."
Orme smiles. "They have also been around a lot longer then you my darling and have had more time and opportunity to prove greatness. I am sure, if put under similar circumstances you would prove just a great dearest!"
"You have so much faith in me," she said softly resting her forehead against his.
"Of course I do my darling, I would trust you with my life"
"I would hope so..." a voice says from the trees. The oaks part to reveal a lovely pony with long emerald green hair and a young looking face. Peircing emerald eyes with golden flecks, much like Orme's, look over the red unicorn standing with her son. Another pony appear behind her with short brown and gold hair and a wise look in his green eyes. Both are addored in elven battle wear including long forest cloaks and weaponry. "Because one day you may hold it in your hooves!"
"Oh dear..." Isabella inhaled sharply as she spotted the unmistakable pair. She had been hoping for at least a little time to steady her nerves...
Orme smiles somewhat. Just like his mother to have such convienent timing. He shoots Isabella an apologetic glance before stepping forward. "Amir, Attar," he greets each with a slight nuzzle on the cheek. He motions to Isabella to step forward "This is Isabella"
Isabella stepped beside him, trying to appear much braver than she actually felt, "Hello...Orme has told me a great deal about you, both of you, and it is a great honor to meet you."
Diandriel smiles slightly at her. "Likewise my darling. It is always nice to meet someone who has grown close to my son's heart" her husband stayed silent behind her but offers Isabella a small smile and nod of welcome.
Isabella now smiled more easily, "He is very dear to me."
Diandriel's somewhat cautious smile widens to a true one. "Then I am sure you will take good care of him" she shifts slightly from one hoof to another.The growing weight of her belly was beginning to get uncomfortable. BUt it was a relief to see Orme taken care of. She worried about her children, but now Luuva had a family of her own, Arda was comfortable wandering the woods on her own and Orme had finally found someone to care for him.
"I will endeavor to do my best," Isabella said, her eyes sliding to Orme's. "I could not stand to see him harmed."
Diandriel looks into Isabella's eyes "It is not his body I worry for, I know full well he can care for that himself. It is more the matter of my son's heart!" she turns that hard gaze to her son, who looks somewhat embarassed.
"Well I care very much for that too," Isabella said softly.
Diandriel’s smile and tough demeanour become more relaxed and gentle, welcoming. That was all that mattered to her. “Then Dear Isabella, welcome to the family of the Emerald Wood!” Not a direct welcome into the royal family, but a welcome into the woods and part of the larger family that consisted of the Emerald Herd.
"I...thank you," Isabella said softly. "Your woods are the most wondrous place I've ever seen. They're amazing..."
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