iv. “Dancing is a vertical expression of a horizontal desire.”
Cosette was, of course, in raptures helping Éponine dress for the fundraiser, and her raptures had nothing to do with the fact the arrangement between Éponine and Enjolras was working out so well. No, really.
“You’re not fooling anyone,” Éponine said, doing her best Monty Python voice.
“I feel happy,” Cosette warbled, carefully maneuvering the curling iron around Éponine’s face. In her normal voice, she resumed, “But it’s working out for both of you, right? No mishaps? You like him?”
“Well enough,” said Éponine, but the words didn’t seem quite so sure now, or true. “For a politician.”
This is a super delayed gift for the lovely @o-u-a-timer. Sorry for the
delay, but better late than never. I’m not entirely happy with this
story, but did not want to put it off much longer. I would like to thank @cat-sophia for her support, and @chrissascorner, for helping me and fix my mistakes.
This story is a sort of prequel of The Hero’s Journey, and a sequel of
Right Here, though it is not necessary to have read them previously.
Summary: After saving Emma from the darkness, all the inhabitants of Storybrooke
returned to the Enchanted Forest. Emma and Killian live happily, but
three months after their wedding, something will change their lives
forever. A new life is about to begin.
Emma should be resting, everything around invited her to do
it. The silence in her chamber was only broken by the trill of the
birds flying through the garden close to her bedroom. The balcony door
was ajar, allowing her to hear the soft murmur of a nearby fountain. The
light breeze that blew through the open door played with the curtains,
making them run a hypnotic dance. However, none of this was enough. Emma
could not rest. Not when behind the door, the palace continued its
normal activity. Everything was full of life outside these four walls
and Emma wanted to be part of it.
was lying in bed because she had been about to faint a couple of hours
ago. It had been a mere dizziness, she had not even lost consciousness,
but that had not prevent her husband from worrying excessively. That’s
why she was now in her chamber. As she thought about what had happened,
she got upset with her husband. In their wedding vows, Killian had
promised he would not become a overprotective husband. Today, more than
ever, it seemed clear that he had lied.