Happy New Year everyone! I am so sorry for not posting in such along time, but I promise you that I will be posting regularly from now on (baring that life doesn't get in the way too much). Today, I thought it would be best to do something a little different. I love writing prompts because you can always do something different with them all the time. This one is actually one of my favorite prompts because it is whimsical and I could expand it into a novel if I wanted. Without further ado, here is what I think of when I think of Winter Solstice.
Absom helped her up and led her to the bonfire. Some of the fey glared at her for intruding on the festivities, but others were too busy merry-making to care. Absom spun Emmaline around the bonfire and Emmaline couldn't help but laugh happily. The music wrapped around the glen causing the dancing to become faster. The cold, winter night lasted long until morning and Emmaline was happy during the Winter Solstice.
Emmaline sat on a snow covered log, watching the Winter Fey danced round and round the bonfire. Evana, the queen of Winter, sat on her icy throne next to Emmaline's log while talking to Lord Draven about some political things that made absolutely no sense to Emmaline. For as long as she could remember, Emmaline has always been kept near Evana no matter where in the ice palace. The others called her "Evana's Little Pet." It infuriated her to no end because it wasn't like she had a choice in living with the fey. She was taken from her home when she was six and she had no memory of her life before the fey. She shivered from the cold despite her warm fox fur coat and continued to watch the dancing fey.
One of the fey, Absom, came over to her and she looked up at him, fearfully. Emmaline never knew what the fey were going to do to her. Queen Evana stopped talking to Lord Draven and looked questioningly at Absom. It was quite unusual for the Winter Queen to see any of her fey walk up to the little human girl without malice. Absom bowed to Queen Evana and Lord Draven.
"What can I do for you , Absom?" Evana asked.
"I would like to ask to dance with Emmaline, Your Majesty," Absom replied while looking at Emmaline out of the corner of his eye.
Emmaline was taken aback. Usually the fey wanted nothing to do with her and now one of them wanted to dance with her. She was confused and surprised with what was happening.
"Why would you want to dance with the filthy human? There are a lot of fey who you could dance with instead," Lord Draven said.
"Lord Draven silence yourself! This is not a matter for you to get involved in," Queen Evana snapped.
Lord Draven bowed his head and stepped back from the icy throne. Emmaline could tell that he was angry, but would not risk the wrath of the queen.
"Absom, you may dance with Emmaline. You may want to ask her yourself though," Queen Evana said, smiling.
Absom walked over to Emmaline and held out his hand.
"Would you like to dance, Lady Emmaline?" Absom asked.
"Yes," Emmaline replied, hesitantly while taking his hand.
Absom helped her up and led her to the bonfire. Some of the fey glared at her for intruding on the festivities, but others were too busy merry-making to care. Absom spun Emmaline around the bonfire and Emmaline couldn't help but laugh happily. The music wrapped around the glen causing the dancing to become faster. The cold, winter night lasted long until morning and Emmaline was happy during the Winter Solstice.
Comments
Post a Comment