Rights go to respectable parties.

Quick overly sweet confessions of Clawdeen for Cerise.

Skin as soft and hued as a peach. Hair deepened like chestnut.

I can feel your glowing warmth from your face; your smile, but I shiver when I look into your eyes—gray like the steel swords that taint out past—our heritage and cold like the winter snow, but yet I still feel your warmth.

You are proclaimed as a savage beast. As the daughter of the Big Bad Wolf, but you are beautiful. You are pure and innocent and I refuse to see why anyone would think you a threat when you are just a fearful as those around you.

I tell you not to let their words cloud your mind; cloud your eyes and your judgment because your deepest desire is to let others know you are proud of what you are. You are not ashamed of your heritage.

Our Heritage.

I always ask myself why you can't live the life that you want with the past that created you. I refuse to see why they would fill your head with so much doubt in regards to yourself worth because that is yours and yours alone.

But aside from the grief and turmoil that you face amongst man, our happiest times are in this room that we share; in the home that we built together.

Love, peace and serenity are the things that we value because we are so tired of running…aren't we, love?

It is something that we hold so dearly with all of our soul and it kept us going when we were at our lowest. And when I didn't need to use that, I was fortunate to have you there. You are my crutch when my legs are weak, you are my foundation when my walls shatter into ruble. And do not think that I am telling you this because I am supposed to…I want you to know, babe. I want you to feel it and know that I have nothing but truth to my words.

I want you to know that; even now as you sleep, that I am strong for the both of us. It is my job to be sure those demons don't find you. It is my job to guide you onto the lighter path so you would never feel heartbroken ever again.

As your friend…

As your mate…

Cerise, I love you unconditionally and I would do everything in my power to be sure that you never have to fear ever again. I will be sure to keep you safe, but yet show you that there is nothing to be ashamed of when it comes to your heritage.

The Big Bad Wolf…Red Riding Hood…people hear what they want to hear. People think they know the true story when they have no idea.

It is like questioning your existence….here you are in flesh and blood; a product of love and care, breathing and on your own two feet—how could anyone know the real story if they refuse to believe that there is another tale to tell?

They can feign ignorance and keep to themselves that you are a forbidden item instead of just being Cerise…

But let them think what they want to think…your only job is to live your life the way you want and I am here to help you if you let me…if not, I am by your side anyway.

I know that is probably what you want because I can see that you are stirring from your sleep. Was I too loud for you? I am sorry… I know I can get carried away in my voice or maybe it is because you like me rubbing your ears? Should I continue?

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By the looks of it, that is a yes and I will for as long as you want me to, Cerise.

I love you, my beautiful Cerise.

I don't care too much for Ever After High, but Cerise is like...perfect ouo