After having a little kid loving the Sofia the first series you get to watch it, maybe a bit more than you would like too. But it is a damn good story and when you watch It for the x:th time you start to "see" little things… imagine things…
This is what goes through my head.
(Luckily the tiny one doesn't read minds or else he would think that momma's gone crazy!)
This is going to be filled with lemon! I can't seem to write anything else. So be warned!
But I hope that you will enjoy it as much as I liked to write it.
(I do hope that you have in mind that the show is in another language here at home and that if I make some error with one of the names it's because that they have received other ones here. But I do try to remember to change them into the English ones.)
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Cedric moved towards the bookshelf and put the jar with pickled scales from the golden singing snake on the top shelf. He couldn't help the smile from showing. Even if it had meant more work for him and that the process of making the potion had turned so slow because he had to explain every step, it had been fun. His tiny apprentice was so full of enthusiasm and made it feel like his work was the most interesting in the whole world. Even if today's work had been about making a potion… or rather a coughing medicine for one of the royal opera singers. Regularly one of the dullest assignments that he was forced to do as a royal magician. Pity that his talents where wasted in this way. Or so he usually thought. But not today.
The small girl had said something silly about the way that special singer made with her eyebrows every time she hit a high note and they had both laughed. He hoped that he could keep his calms the next time he had to be at the opera and hear her sing. She hadn't said it to make fun of the singer or anything like that. But that was the way she was.
He turned around and glanced at the hourglass standing on the cabinet. It was soon time to go down to the kitchen and take one of those ham sandwiches that Mrs. Dorothea usually made on Thursdays. She always put one away for him since the time he had helped her with the rat problem in the storage cellars.
He was just taking off his slippers and was about to change into his boots when he heard a knock on the door.
"Yes?! Who is it that comes at this time? Don't you know that my working hours are supposed to have ended already!" he yelled and hoped that the person on the other side would have the decency to go away.
The door opened and Baileywick went in. Oh great! What did the king want this time? Cedric sighed and moaned to himself inside but looked calm on the outside.
"Cedric. Oh! I can see that you are done here and that you were already on your way out. Great. The king would like to invite you to dinner with him and the royal family. He wants to discuss things with you about entertainment for the harvest feast."
Cedric sighed. Even if the dinners weren't as bad as they used to be since Sofia had joined the family he still didn't like them. Sure, the food was the best and he shouldn't complain. But he always felt so small and out of place.
"I'm coming." He said and followed the steward down the winding stairs.
He sighed again. He had probably enjoyed the ham sandwich more…
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"And you should have seen the face of Ms. Flora-bella, papa. She smiled at me and started singing right after she had one sip of the potion that Mr. Ceeedric made for her. His potions are amazing!" Sofia said and beamed at him.
Cedric couldn't help it. He loved getting her admiration. Making him feel like the best sorcerer in the kingdom. Even if he didn't fail as often anymore he still a lot of mistakes. Mostly when she wasn't around. He looked down at his plate. The second course. This one looked as great as the first one, but as usual he had problems feeling the taste out of nervousness.
They had started with discussing the plans for the magic tricks and decorations that they wanted him to do for the feast. Why did he have to endure a whole dinner with them all even if they were finished talking. He felt miserable.
King Roland || laughed and looked over the table on everyone. His gaze stopped at his eldest daughter.
"Amber. Stop with picking your food. A princess should never be picky with the things her subjects grow for her."
"But papa! I don't like green peas. I don't understand why we have to grow so many fields with it here in Enchancia…"
"Because they are nutritious and they grow really good here in our country. Now, be a good princess and eat them or else you won't grow up to be a great queen for a king to marry."
"Papa!" she cried of embarrassment. But she did what she was told. Not wanting to jeopardize her chances.
James laughed and teased her a bit.
"Ha ha! Who would want my sister as his queen? She only knows how to count her tiaras and buy new dresses. I think it's too soon for her to even start to think about which man to marry…"
"James! Stop teasing me! Look! Cedric isn't eating his peas either! Then why should I?!" Amber whined and looked sulking.
Cedric turned red once again. Great. Now he too had to eat those horrid peas! Just like the spoiled princess he disliked them. But not to look picky he put a mouthful of them into his mouth and chewed. Yuck!
"But look at him. He's not married either. And it looks like it won't happen anytime soon…" James said and laughed at his own cleverness. It was fun to tease his sister! Cedric felt a sting. Sorry for not being married! But he was still young and he had not had any interest in getting into the chains of marriage. But it till hurt hearing other say it.
"I would." Sofia said in a small but certain voice.
Everyone turned their heads towards her again.
"What did you say dear?" Queen Miranda asked with a smile. Everyone waited for Sofia to speak again.
"I said I would. I think Mr. Ceeedric is a wonderful sorcerer and you always say that your partner should always be your best friend and he's my best friend." She said with confidence.
Cedric lost his breath out of chock and tried to swallow what he had in his mouth. Failing miserable. He realized that it got stuck in his throat and that he couldn't breathe. He tried to make it get loose with hitting his own chest but nothing happened. He started to panic and flail with his arms and rose from the chair he was sitting on.
All of a sudden he felt strong arms going around him from the back and felt how they pulled upwards into him and his solar plexus. It hit him a couple of times before the meat piece that had gotten stuck flew out from him and he gasped for air.
He leaned over and coughed at the same time as he drew more breaths. A hard hand dunked him in the back a couple of times.
"Are you okay Cedric?" it was Roland that had been the first to act since he recognized the signs of choking. When he saw that Cedric was fine and that he could breathe normal again he went to the table and fetched a water goblet. Giving it to the sorcerer that quickly started drinking the content.
"Here you go my boy! Man! If I didn't know better I would have thought that you would panic and run away hearing that my Sofia would want to marry you. Had you been younger my boy I would have said welcome to the family! Having a sorcerer in the family hadn't been so dumb ey?!" he said and dunked Cedric once again in the back and laughed.
Luckily the dunk canceled the reflex to gag on the water. It hadn't looked good to start coughing like crazy once again. It hurt like hell in his throat but he managed to hide it.
He saw that everyone else except for Sofia laughed at the kings' joke. She looked a bit down at what they had said.
The rest of the dinner went on without mishap. But the young princess and the sorcerer didn't say that much more after that.
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Cedric sighed for the hundredth time this evening and hanged his coat on the peg in his tower after the exhausting dinner.
His throat burned and he cursed his bad luck. It had been so much better to eat that sandwich in the kitchen!
He put the books back that he had used earlier in the day on the shelves when he heard a soft knock on the door.
Before he could say anything it opened and he saw Sofia coming in. she was carrying a tray and smiled apologetic at him.
"I'm sorry for disturbing you this late Mr. Ceeedric." She said and went with the tray to the table in the middle of the room.
"It's Cedric." He croaked with his sore throat.
"Oh! Poor you. Mother guessed correctly. She said that you would probably have a sore throat. That's why I'm here with a cup of Chamomile tea for you." She said and pointed at the cup.
Cedric just nodded his thanks. Not wanting to misuse his mangled throat anymore.
Sofia took three steps towards him and looked up at him. Looking concerned but still with a smile.
"I'm sorry that I startled you at dinner Mr. Ceeedric But it's the truth. I do like you and you are one of my best friends."
Cedric felt fuzzy warm when she said it but he knew it was silly. It was the first time someone had said that they liked him. She went up o tip toe and managed to stroke his lean shaved cheek with her soft hand.
"And besides" she continued. " I couldn't just choose my other best friend. I can't go around marrying a rabbit now can I? It would be too strange to call Clover my lover." She started to giggle.
Cedric felt a pang in the chest area and hated himself for it. This was silly!
He saw Sofia go to the tray again and how she put the cup on the table and the tray under her arm. She waved at him and asked him to have a god night. He saw her hurry out from his tower room.
He went to his heavy working chair and then slumped into it.
It was mixed feelings he felt. Feeling happy that she called him her best friend. He had never had any best friends. But at the same time miserable, a grown up man should not be sad that a nine year old girl would compare love towards him like the love she felt for her pet.
He went to bed and felt sorry for himself. He had felt so love starved that he had actually thought that it hadn't been too bad to marry her… if she had been a couple of years older.
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Ahw… Poor Cedric!
So. What do you think?
Ok, this chapter did not have any lemon in it at all. (Sorry guy, those of you that wanted that part) But in the next chapters I will jump forward a couple of years… and that means that thing can start to get a bit… steamy.
Until next time!
Aasa.
