#all use she/her except for kyrin who uses they/he

[krismatic]

protagonists from all my stories in my brain <3

[lillianaek]

In another world.... :The Cursed Kingdom part 9

Everyone in the castle of Arranna was in a frenzy, screaming from room to room, the general had fainted! The King's general collapsed! Some people even wondered whether she was dead or not. The others wondered who was now going to protect them from harm. Vernnese Pureshed sait in her sister's bedroom, on her couch beside the bed, reading her newest novel. She rolled her eyes at the thought of everyone being in a frenzy because of the general. Though Vernnese wasn't particularly close to Elaine, she had no doubt that she could take absolute care of herself. She was probably pushing herself too hard these dew days of what had happened and didn't get enough sleep, thus causing her to faint. Probably. And the other thing that Vernnese was still pondering about was the usage of those marks. Where did she learn them? She had somehow seen those types of markings on a book that she passed by in the library but didn't dare touch it. It was a very, very old book and it smelled autricous. Vernnese just broke her train of thoughts and went back to her novel when a servant burst into Diane's room screaming, "The general has collapsed!" Vernnese got up from her couch, opened the bedroom door and snarled at the servant to leave. She could see that the servant was about to retort something that she might very well regret but soon beheld who stood in front of her. She apologised profusely but Vernnese just waved her off and the servant ran, surly to tell somebody else the same news. Vernnese shut the door behind her and rolled her eyes. Annoying. Immature and annoying. Sighing, she looked back up to see her younger sister sleeping rather soundly on the bed. The tonic must be really strong if Dine hadn't even stirred from her sleep. Vernnese thought to herself. Though she supposed whatever horrors were played in her head was enough to knock her off her feet anyways. Suddenly, a thought sprang in her head. Their father. He didn't even come. It had been an hour since the incident happened and father didn't even bother coming to see how his daughter was doing. Vernnese didn't care about herself and what just happened to her. She cared more for her sister and the fact that their father didn't bother coming is utterly unacceptable. Anger simmered through her so much that it was almost uncontainable. A soft yet worried knock sounded on the door and Vernnese stomped over, yanking the door open so hard that it was a wonder the handle was still attached to the door. She looked up with curses spurting out of her mouth as she looked up but paused. Not paused. Stopped. Stopped as she beheld who really stood there. Every thought and word vanished from her mind as tears leaked out of her eyes. Without giving herself time to consider, Vernnese ran into his open arms and flunk onto him with all the strength she had left, sending them both crashing onto the opposite wall. ~ He walked about the walkways to her room when he realized that everybody was in a frenzy. He didn't dare ask what happened and the guards on duty also had told him to keep his mouth shut in the Palace. He supposed they had enough things to worry about now. He made a slow walk to Vernnese' room but found nobody there. Except Beatrice. "Where is she?" He asked, silently thanking the fact that his voice did not waver. "In the other princess's room." He nodded his thanks and walked out. He walked till he could see Diane's bedroom and ran the last few feet. He insistently knocked on the door and a furious Vernnese stepped out of the door shouting streams of curses at him. He could have laughed had he not seen how exhausted she was. She had lost weight since the last time he had seen her. He didn't know what was going on, but whatever it is, isn't good. "What are you doing here?" Vernnese asked him between sobs. It has definitely been quite some time ago that they saw each other and, by the Kyrin, he missed that face of hers. He hadn't even realised that he was staring until Vernnese pulled away and asked again," What's wrong, Dylan? Why did you come?" Dylan looked up at Vernnese and hated the worry that filled her beautiful eyes. He shouldn't have come. He had just added to their worry and pressure. Dylna completated turning away and leaving but found himself saying," I'm fine, Vernnese. I just came to see how things are going around here after I heard that something was attacking the royal family of Arranna. Though I had just brought more things to worry about nad one more mouth to feed.`` Dylan turned away from her, hand in his pockets. Suddenly Vernnese grabbed his arm, turned him around and grabbed his chin, forcing him to look at her. " Nothing here is your fault. You came and it is a good thing as we could really use more hands around here." Vernnese said, dragging him into Diane's sitting room. "When did your sister start painting?" Dylan asked curiously at all the beautiful paintings hung on the walls. "These were gifts from the general." "Which general?" "My father's general. They call her the King's general." Dylan's face paled at that title. It must have shown as Vernnese said, "She's harmless." "No, she isn't. And you should know better than me that she isn't." " How long will you be staying?" "Do not change the topic Vernnese." "I am not. Now just tell me. How long will you be staying?" "As long as I am needed." Vernnese nodded her head and said, once my sister is feeling better we will all have a meeting and you are to join. " " Are you saying the general is coming along? " Vernnese raised a brow and said," You'll just have to find out then." Sighing, Dylan sat down on the couch and finally got a good long look at his betrothed. There were shadows forming under her eyes, she lost weight and looked so, so tired. Dylan's heart strained to the point of pain to see her in such a… horrible state. Vernnese just walked past him, waving him off but me managed to catch that hand. He got up and pressed a kiss to her fingers and palm. He did the same to the other hand too before sitting down again. "Your birthday is in a week's time. What would you like for your birthday?" Vernnese opened her palms and stared blankly at them. She was quiet for a long while, then she raised her head and said, "You." ~ The whole world had paused when Dylan had lowered his head and kissed Vernnese's fingers and palms. He did it so slowly and lovingly as if they had all the time in the world. He then led her to her seat, and like the gentleman he is,had her sit before he did. She didn't know how to start a conversation but Dylan sure did as he asked her, "Your birthday is in a week's time. What would you like as your birthday present?" Her birthday is in a week's time and she had completely forgotten about it! With all the flurry of things happening, she had not even remembered. Vernnese, then, did not know how to answer him. So, she just opened her palms and laid them in front of her, facing up, stared at them and after a long while, she said, "You." She could have sworn Dylan's eyes widened before he ran to her seat, lowered his head and kissed her. It was a soft and searching kiss. The kiss undid her and Vernnese shot her hand into his hair, savoring the silken strands. Her breaths came in tight breaths as his lips travelled down to her ears and neck. He made her forget all language instantly but she managed to pull back to herself and said, "Not now. Not today." Dylan murmured something onto her neck and kissed it, causing Vernnese to let out a small sound, before pulling away. They managed to pull back to themselves and walked out of Diane's room to call more guards to watch Diane as they went back to Vernnese's own room. They sat in her bedroom and talked about things that had happened.