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The winter solstice had come early in Scotland, the days were shorter and the nights were long, this time around was probably the coldest season of the year.
A light snowstorm covered most of the Scottish highlands, what was once a lush field of green was now a under a blanket of snow.
And every year the kingdom of DunBroch celebrates the wintry weather with carousing once every week on the month of December until the coming of the New Year!
The heavens have been quite generous during the harvest season; the castle was fully stocked on quality meat, water, wheat and various crops.
Surely such a vast collection of food couldn't possibly go to waste, so the king and queen of DunBroch agreed they would invite their neighboring monarchies to join them in the coming holiday festivities.
The short winter days can be quite depressing, luckily Christmas revels were less than a fortnight away and truly such a festive occasion did really help lighten the people's newfound hope and happiness!
The King of DunBroch, Fergus was making sure everything was in order for the holiday feast, while his lovely queen Elinor sent out the invitations to the three clans and kept herself busy with other formalities and paperwork.
Maudie, the castle's nanny, had her hands full with giving the young prince's a proper bath, with the exception of for Hamish poor lad was bedridden no thanks to the measles' and a slight fever. Together the three were up to no good because of their older brother's brilliant schemes, now Hubert and Harris just do the simple tasks of sneaking in and out of bedtime or grabbing a fresh out of the oven sweet tart or two from the kitchen before supper.
Of course who could ever forget the princess of DunBroch, her long fiery red curls were nothing but illustrious and a beautiful signature that matched her strong personality.
Now Merida was not one to wallow away in her own castle, and on a cold winter's day wasn't an excuse to do such a thing. So she made herself productive as usual,
She grabbed her large black fur cloak and her favorite bow and handmade arrows in her leather quiver and dashed out of her room, down the stone steps with a big grin on her freckled flush face.
When she made it to the throne room, she slowed her pace and twirled her head up seeing the headings were up with red berries on them, she took the time to admire the splendor of the decorations before heading out,
Merida felt the castle was warm as many inglenooks were burning thick firewood as it crackled rather harmoniously as the servants were bustling setting up the holiday decors.
Many lovely candles were in every dark nook and corner making every room bright and the smell of freshly baked ginger, honey with a dash of sweet cinnamon filled the winter with its perfumes.
Her family's tradition consisted roasting chestnuts by the fire and sit for hours enjoying the glow of the embers while her father told the usual tale of his battle with the demon bear Mor'du, now this time it was Merida and her mother's turn to tell their tall tale of her meeting the witch and turning the queen to a bear.
Merida smiled looking forward to the holiday traditions, but for now she was ready to practice more of her arrow shooting, even though the snow outside was a few feet deep.
She unconsciously brushed passed her mother, whose nose stuck in a letter,
With a light gust, Elinor's head propped up turning to call out to her daughter
"Oh Merida dear-!" holding her arm out to reach her, but she already turned a corner
"Got'a go mum! Just gone shoot some quick rounds, be back before dinner!" Merida said in huff as Elinor saw her red curls take a sharp turn to the back straight to the stables.
Elinor let out a soft sigh dropping her arm to her side as her eyes narrowed a bit,
"Och, that girl and her archery…" the queen muttered with a small smile while shaking her head.
Elinor was indeed proud of her daughter, of course. But sometimes she'd wish Merida would take a breather more often in her archery practicing. Merida was already the best archer in the land, what more did she have to prove?
'Just like her father' Elinor would sometimes tell herself
Truly like Fergus, Merida is ambitious and took pride in her skills, yet there was always a deeper side to them that didn't show as often but when it did it was worth all the trouble in the world.
The queen smiled in thought and continued to walk toward the throne room to help set up from the winter feast.
Something Merida would find out about, sooner or later.
Please forgive me - i haven't had the creativity to continue this and my creativness is very choppy
but there is more to come! I just wanted to post something up to show that i AM writing a christmas fic just like i said i would - its just been really difficult :(
Same status goes to my other Brave fanfic - its hard ...
pray for me!
and more to come soon!
xoxox - Gabzgirl