Chosen - for witchwillow - Original Character Ficathon story.

Written for tsuki_no_bara's Original Character Ficathon, with thanks to turps33 and kenovay for the beta reading - any and all remaining mistakes are my own.

Recipient : witchwillow
Request : Physical restraint of passion/need, unexpected gentleness, mental unity, 'unexpected soulmates', no romantacized declarations of love or fluff
rating(s): R-NC17 for smut. R for violence

Confession : I did not hit the rating requested, although it's there in the 'deleted scenes' if willow wants me to write them for her.

Chosen

I was chosen because of my mother. She is favoured of Lady Ellan, has been for so long that I barely heard the innuendoes by the time I left the manor, and even at 16 I did not pretend to myself that I was chosen for any merit of my own. If I have a talent it is to be overlooked, invisible, and that is not a talent designed to be noticed in a manor court full of peacocks and a manor kitchen full of busyness and braggarts both. Being chosen changed things for a brief while, but that faded with the midwinter evergreens.

( onwards )

Chosen - for witchwillow - Original Character Ficathon story.

Written for tsuki_no_bara's Original Character Ficathon, with thanks to turps33 and kenovay for the beta reading - any and all remaining mistakes are my own.

Recipient : witchwillow
Request : Physical restraint of passion/need, unexpected gentleness, mental unity, 'unexpected soulmates', no romantacized declarations of love or fluff
rating(s): R-NC17 for smut. R for violence

Confession : I did not hit the rating requested, although it's there in the 'deleted scenes' if willow wants me to write them for her.

Chosen

I was chosen because of my mother. She is favoured of Lady Ellan, has been for so long that I barely heard the innuendoes by the time I left the manor, and even at 16 I did not pretend to myself that I was chosen for any merit of my own. If I have a talent it is to be overlooked, invisible, and that is not a talent designed to be noticed in a manor court full of peacocks and a manor kitchen full of busyness and braggarts both. Being chosen changed things for a brief while, but that faded with the midwinter evergreens.

( onwards )