Fiction: A Rose But Only Two
Aug. 23rd, 2011 12:07 amTitle: A Rose But Only Two
Word count: 3969
Rating: soft R for heavily-implied het sex
Prompt:![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
smw requested “something folklore-ish.”
Notes: I have been wanting to do this mash-up for ever and ever. And I finally figured out how. :D
Lanie waited until everyone else had fallen asleep before she got up again. She knew her father and sisters were all asleep because she had heard all of their doors open and shut, and her father always fell asleep as soon as he went to bed; she remembered trying to get a drink of water or another story as a child, and she would always have had to wake him up.
Then it had frustrated her, but she had only been a child, without a mother, and she had wanted her father’s attention to always be on her. She still loved him, but now she was glad for his prompt sleeping. As she quietly dressed and pinned her hair up, she listened carefully for other sounds, in case one of her sisters had awakened, but the house remained silent.
She crept downstairs and took the satchel that Cook had made up for her. The family had once had many servants, but now that they had lost so much Cook was the only one left, so she was sure of him sleeping, as well. She’d told him she was leaving in the morning, quite early, to look for a job, so he’d put together some food for her to take with. It wasn’t much, but hopefully it would be enough to get her to Ranhight Manor.( Read more... )
Word count: 3969
Rating: soft R for heavily-implied het sex
Prompt:
smw requested “something folklore-ish.”Notes: I have been wanting to do this mash-up for ever and ever. And I finally figured out how. :D
Lanie waited until everyone else had fallen asleep before she got up again. She knew her father and sisters were all asleep because she had heard all of their doors open and shut, and her father always fell asleep as soon as he went to bed; she remembered trying to get a drink of water or another story as a child, and she would always have had to wake him up.
Then it had frustrated her, but she had only been a child, without a mother, and she had wanted her father’s attention to always be on her. She still loved him, but now she was glad for his prompt sleeping. As she quietly dressed and pinned her hair up, she listened carefully for other sounds, in case one of her sisters had awakened, but the house remained silent.
She crept downstairs and took the satchel that Cook had made up for her. The family had once had many servants, but now that they had lost so much Cook was the only one left, so she was sure of him sleeping, as well. She’d told him she was leaving in the morning, quite early, to look for a job, so he’d put together some food for her to take with. It wasn’t much, but hopefully it would be enough to get her to Ranhight Manor.( Read more... )