| Sister of Yesimire | Dawnshire | Heart Belongs to Helius | Metalhead |
It was almost like a high, how excited she was still - The girl had just gotten married! She was now a Princess of Danwshire with her beloved husband! She had decided to stick around Hawthorne for a bit to say her goodbyes to her father and the rest of the family. There was something she couldn't get off her mind still - Why was Phobus at the wedding if he was only going to sulk? Did he think badly of her now? Why? He didn't want to marry her anyways, that was what he had said directly to her face. That he was against the arrangement.
She had seen how it had affected both her husband and her sister, especially Demius. That was his brother, and he hadn't even shown some excitement for him. Something didn't settle well with her. Why was he like this? Was he upset, or jealous? Maybe he was simply trying to push her away, well, it worked if that was it. She sighed as she wandered through the pines she had called home for the few seasons she had been here. Now she was to really go home, where her husband had waited. Surely he was preparing his den, now it needed to be big enough for both of them.
She smiled at the thought of having someone to go home to, of making her family proud. She was doing everything right and everything she had wanted to do. Her lavender eyes had just caught the sight of the sun setting, it was getting late and she needed to go home. Her elegant body had just began to cross out of Hawthorne, her tails swishing behind her as she did. She thought she heard something in the forest, her head quickly raised and her audits became alert.
"Hello?" She called out. "Who's there?" Her voice began to waver, hoping it was just Helius who was waiting for her so he could walk her home. "Whoever you are, I'm not a member of Hawthorne anymore. I am Princess Wisteria, wife of Prince Helius of Dawnshire. Please leave me alone, I have to get home." She called out into the forest that hardly ever had shown light. It only seemed to get darker and darker as the minutes began to pass.
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