Board Thread:Short Stories and Fanfictions/@comment-109.161.131.188-20191107123616/@comment-109.161.131.188-20191107201648

Part Two:

Kenric shut the doors of his window with a slam that shouldn’t have hurt as much as it did, and Oralie was swift to do the same. Her heels clacked along the crystal hallway, and when she met the flowered door, she opened it to reveal…

“Fallon?”

The ancient rolled his midnight eyes. “Good, the whole world knows now,” he grumbled. “You’d think people these days would be able to keep their mouths shut after years of constant blabbering. At least they could be quiet.”

“I was just surprised,” she remarked while tapping the toes of her shoes together. “You don’t seem to get out much.”

Fallon huffed a breath. “I don’t. I just figured it was about time I found out how this place was turning out. And now that I see it, I wonder how Bronte stands it. It’s so…” He crinkled his angular nose. “…new.”

“Welcome to the world,” Oralie muttered under her breath.

“Pardon?”

“I said, welcome to my home,” she forced through her teeth, pushing the door further back ever so slightly.

As they walked through the pristine walkways, Oralie began, “I assume there is a reason that you have come to meet with me?”

Fallon reached the end of the hallway and sat himself down in a cushioned, pink crystal-embedded throne. “You seem awfully more professional and fragile than you were with the red-haired fellow who kept giving you lovey eyes.”

Though her eyes widened she only slipped a small gasp before she calmly insisted, “I have absolutely no idea what you’re talking about.”

“I thought Empaths were supposed to be honest. If you’re still in denial though, I can assure you I won’t tell the others about your nightly meetings or your conversation today.”

Oralie smoothed her coral dress dotted with diamonds. “Why are you here?”

“I took it upon myself to explore, if not for one night outside the comfort of my own home. You’re both louder than Boobries. I’m surprised every single councillor hasn’t woken up and screamed at you to go to bed.”

She sighed. “You’re here because…?”

“Because I overheard your little secret meeting. And I watched you too, because I’m not blind. That Kenric boy loves you. I know the look. I’ve been around a while, young lady. I’ve seen a lot. Some call me crazy. I’d like to think of myself as wise. So here’s some advice. Being on the council is a huge honor, and it’s important. But it’s not your life. Some have made it theirs, however I disagree. I helped start it, so I know these kinds of things. I stepped down from the council because I knew what was most important. Make sure what you know what that is, too.

He stood and his white cape flowed behind him. “I hope this abrupt visit has you thinking.” He walked off without another word.

A minute later she swung open her curtains again and found Kenric sitting across from her with an open window waiting for her.

“Who was that?” Kenric asked.

“It doesn’t matter. But you do and being a councillor does also.” Oralie twisted a lock of her hair between her hands.

“What are you talking about?”

“I guess I’m saying I’ll see you at this time, here, tomorrow night.”

Kenric smiled, and she officially melted.

“Don’t worry. You won’t regret it."

-Lady Sassyfur