By Suchan deFamine
Warnings: Slash further in.
Ratings: PG-13 just to be safe. I don't do the lemony stuff, so it should be safe. Flames about slash will be used to melt your face off and then I will skin you alive. Bottom line is don't do it. Homophobes should burn in hell.
Notes: Please note that the names have been changed due to the trek back in time we have taken to set the fairy tale. If you're smart, you can figure out who's who in a snap and won't have to bitch me out going, "omgomgomg!!! y da hell did u change der names?! i cant figger it out!!!" and crap.
Another note: I got this idea from ripping my heart to shreds with the thought that no one would ever love me after I finished watching Disney's version of Snow White. So. DRAMA!
Even another note: My computer is currently experiencing some Spyware/Adware/Trojan horse problems, so the quickedit is not working for me. If you find any unmarked scene changes, it's probably their fault, but let me know anyway. Thanks in advance.
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Happily Never After: Chapter 1 Nightmare Come TrueoOoOoOoOo
There was a time, long ago, when dreams came true and you could live happily ever after with your true love. That was a very long time ago. Things change over time.
As has this.
No more can a girl wish for true love and have their Prince Charming come sweep them off their feet. Usually, they get a rat who looks like an angel and lies like Kerry.
Just once, though, just once, I wish this type of fantasy could become a reality for me.
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He wasn't an ordinary boy. He was upper-class. High-ranking. His father was in with the Baron of Garent. Family just rolled in gold.
And his eyes were like the clouds on a rainy day, or the sea after a storm. When he was angry, his face flushed to the colour of a rose blossom…but usually like snow, pale…and beautiful. Pointed, like ice, and he was just as cold.
His hair like dusty straw but much less ordinary. Shone like silver mixed with gold.
I could see that he was so unhappy, trapped inside these drafty stone walls. I wanted to make him smile again.
That smile was what I lived for, strove for. Like the sun coming out after the rain, a break from the contempt and the cold veneer of the upperclassmen. But he never smiled at me.
I wanted him, so badly. But I was told it was wrong. I was not allowed to love one of the upper class, since I was but a lowly peasant working in the castle.
And especially not allowed, forbidden, to love another man.
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Any other day I would have been outside milking the cows and the goats, and then retreated inside to help Mother with her spinning. But it was his birthday, and the kitchen was already in an uproar trying to prepare the dinner feast which would be served that night at a ball.
The ball was held by his parents, the Baron and Baroness Yolfam, to announce his engagement to a young maiden of a great wealthy family from the east. Yes, it tore my heart to pieces, but I would be whipped if I stopped to cry to my heart's content. And it has already been decided. I could not change the course of destiny even if I felt I could.
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"Roland! Hurry up with those potatoes!"
"Yes, Mother." I was peeling red potatoes as fast as I could so that they could be roasted for the coming dinner. The other servants acted strangely around me. I could tell they were either scared of me because of the freckles on my face, punishment for being out in the sun too much, or because of the rumour that had been floating about lately, that I was involved in a violent murder.
Which wasn't true of course, but it kind of hurt that they would think so badly of me.
I just hope that no one found out that I was falling, every day, more deeply in love ...with him.
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End Chapter One.
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OOOOOOOoo. I can't wait to write more, this is going to be fun. ::dances:: Comments please?
And let me know if you find some typo/grammatical error in my manuscript! Danke!