This is what is happening while Serena is at the Gypsy camp. It will be in 3rd person. And I know it is *extreamly* short, but I just wanted to get this out because a lot of people are wondering where this is going and hopefully this will help people understand. I think the next chapter will also be in the same setting and in 3rd person. It will be just as short, but the next one *will* be longer I swear to that.
Oh and a lot of people are wondering if this is going to be a Serena/Darien fic.....OF COURSE IT IS!!!!!
Standard disclaimer applies.
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James and Ilene DeCorte stood on the porch of their house looking over their vast expanse of land. The sun was dimming, leaving splotches of pink, purple and blue throughout the sky.
James sighed feeling the tension in his wife's shoulders as he hugged her to his chest. "What troubles you so dear?"
Ilene closed her eyes and leaned into her husbands embrace, seeking comfort. "I am worried about Serena. She should have been home hours ago."
James kissed her on the cheek and hugged her tightly to his chest. "I feel that you should not worry about her. There are many reasons for her tardiness. One of the carriage wheels could have broken, the driver might have gotten lost, or is it not possible that maybe, just maybe, our ever so adventurous daughter may have merely lost track of time."
Ilene nodded slightly, "Yes, I suppose you're right. It's just she has only been home for a day and a half, and I suppose I'm just paranoid. You can't blame me though, she is our only daughter after all. She is also the only legal heir to Caelicola *, our home."
"I know love, I know. If she is not back by morning we will send out a search for her." With that the two retreated back into their home for the night.
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*Latin-dwelling in heaven. People with a high status back in those times gave names to their homes, plantations(or farms), and since the men and some women in high status were taught Latin many of the homes had Latin names.
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Oh and a lot of people are wondering if this is going to be a Serena/Darien fic.....OF COURSE IT IS!!!!!
Standard disclaimer applies.
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James and Ilene DeCorte stood on the porch of their house looking over their vast expanse of land. The sun was dimming, leaving splotches of pink, purple and blue throughout the sky.
James sighed feeling the tension in his wife's shoulders as he hugged her to his chest. "What troubles you so dear?"
Ilene closed her eyes and leaned into her husbands embrace, seeking comfort. "I am worried about Serena. She should have been home hours ago."
James kissed her on the cheek and hugged her tightly to his chest. "I feel that you should not worry about her. There are many reasons for her tardiness. One of the carriage wheels could have broken, the driver might have gotten lost, or is it not possible that maybe, just maybe, our ever so adventurous daughter may have merely lost track of time."
Ilene nodded slightly, "Yes, I suppose you're right. It's just she has only been home for a day and a half, and I suppose I'm just paranoid. You can't blame me though, she is our only daughter after all. She is also the only legal heir to Caelicola *, our home."
"I know love, I know. If she is not back by morning we will send out a search for her." With that the two retreated back into their home for the night.
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*Latin-dwelling in heaven. People with a high status back in those times gave names to their homes, plantations(or farms), and since the men and some women in high status were taught Latin many of the homes had Latin names.
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