AN: I'M ALLIIIVVEEE!!!! Sorry about the long wait for the fourth
chapter of Past Loves, I lost the disk that I had the first 3 chapters
saved on -_- Plus I only have 4 reviews..~sniffle~ when I should have
10..but I'm a wuss so oh well. I don't own any of the Escaflowne chars,
although I DO own Embyr so nyah! Enjoy the story, and pplleease review?
Arigatou minna-san!
Embyr smoothed out her dress nervously as she waited for a maid to tell her when she was to go into the ballroom. It was a light blue, in a halter-top style with no sleeves, in a crushed velvet material. It fell to the ground, it's hemline whispering against the stone floor whenever she moved. A train of sheer fabric in the same color started at the top of her dress and fell to the floor in folds, two ends stretched to her fingertips. She sighed, running a hand through her hair. She really wasn't looking forward to tonight.
" Oh, the things I get myself into," she muttered under her breath, fiddling with a hair clip on the other side of her head. After trying to readjust it for several minutes, she gave an exasperated sigh and pulled it out, letting the section of hair pinned up fall around her shoulders. Just then the maid knocked on the door.
" Miss, it's time for the ball, the guests have all arrived." Embyr heaved a quiet sigh, opening the door and following the maid. 'Maybe I can find a way to bug Folken without wrecking Varie's party,' she thought dispiritedly to herself. But right now, not even that held any interest. Suppressing another sigh, she walked slowly into the ballroom as a guard announced her. She blushed self-consciously when a murmur swept through the crowd and she felt many pairs of eyes on her. She suppressed a giggle as she saw the nobles stare at her with glazed expressions. 'Maybe tonight WILL be fun after all,' she thought to herself, smiling slightly. But first, she had to find Varie.
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I stood with Van, looking around. Balls never really interested me much, so I usually tried to avoid them. However, since this was Embyr's birthday, my mother 'insisted' that I go. Which meant I was dragged here. I sighed, looking around. Mother walked over.
" Is everything alright Folken? You look like you're going to fall asleep," she said, smiling. She knew how bored I was, I don't even know why she bothered asking.
" Oh lighten up, things are bound to get interesting soon enough," she said mysteriously, and then walked off. I watched her go, wondering what she could be talking about. Van tugged on my hand. I looked down at him.
" Brother, can we get something to eat? I'm hungry." I smiled, picked him up, and headed to one of the food tables. Just then a collective murmur swept through the crowds, and Mother was standing by me again.
" Who came in, I wonder?" I thought out loud, putting Van down. Just then, a girl stopped in front of us. I swear my heart rate sped up and my stomach did acrobatics in my stomach. You know in books when they have the hero meet a girl and they say that he can see nothing else, and the girl seems to be surrounded by soft light? Well, I can sympathize with the characters. Most of the girl's hair was up in a bun, but a combed-over section fell in waves by her face. She was beautiful.
" You may close your mouth now sir, I believe that you are drooling," the girl said with a hand to her mouth, trying to hide a smile. I shut my mouth accordingly, staying silent.
"You….you're…." I stammered, trying to get the words to come out. The girl smiled slightly at me.
" Thank you, Lord Folken." She turned to Mother.
" So, I think that I should know who this party is for, seeing as I'm here." She smiled, and I swear the room lit up.
" Why, it's for you, of course," replied Mother. That brought me into focus a little. What did she mean?
" Huh?" The girl blinked. Mother then spoke.
" I would like to propose a toast, everybody!" The room went silent. Things were like that when Mother spoke.
" I would like to toast the woman in front of me, because it's her 16th birthday. Surprise and Happy Birthday, Embyr!" I paled. Then I went cherry red in about 2 seconds. There was a tug on my sleeve. I looked down into Van's face.
" See brother? I told ya." He giggled and I gulped air silently.
" Brother, why is your face a funny color?" I shook my head.
" Later, Van." Oh man, was I ever in for the biggest teasing of my life. Embyr was NEVER gonna let this one go. Speaking of which…I snuck another glance at her. 'Come to think of it, she IS quite pretty- NO! No no no no no!' I panicked. This can't be happening!! I couldn't be….falling for her….could I?!?!?!?!
Embyr smoothed out her dress nervously as she waited for a maid to tell her when she was to go into the ballroom. It was a light blue, in a halter-top style with no sleeves, in a crushed velvet material. It fell to the ground, it's hemline whispering against the stone floor whenever she moved. A train of sheer fabric in the same color started at the top of her dress and fell to the floor in folds, two ends stretched to her fingertips. She sighed, running a hand through her hair. She really wasn't looking forward to tonight.
" Oh, the things I get myself into," she muttered under her breath, fiddling with a hair clip on the other side of her head. After trying to readjust it for several minutes, she gave an exasperated sigh and pulled it out, letting the section of hair pinned up fall around her shoulders. Just then the maid knocked on the door.
" Miss, it's time for the ball, the guests have all arrived." Embyr heaved a quiet sigh, opening the door and following the maid. 'Maybe I can find a way to bug Folken without wrecking Varie's party,' she thought dispiritedly to herself. But right now, not even that held any interest. Suppressing another sigh, she walked slowly into the ballroom as a guard announced her. She blushed self-consciously when a murmur swept through the crowd and she felt many pairs of eyes on her. She suppressed a giggle as she saw the nobles stare at her with glazed expressions. 'Maybe tonight WILL be fun after all,' she thought to herself, smiling slightly. But first, she had to find Varie.
* * * * * * * * * * * *
I stood with Van, looking around. Balls never really interested me much, so I usually tried to avoid them. However, since this was Embyr's birthday, my mother 'insisted' that I go. Which meant I was dragged here. I sighed, looking around. Mother walked over.
" Is everything alright Folken? You look like you're going to fall asleep," she said, smiling. She knew how bored I was, I don't even know why she bothered asking.
" Oh lighten up, things are bound to get interesting soon enough," she said mysteriously, and then walked off. I watched her go, wondering what she could be talking about. Van tugged on my hand. I looked down at him.
" Brother, can we get something to eat? I'm hungry." I smiled, picked him up, and headed to one of the food tables. Just then a collective murmur swept through the crowds, and Mother was standing by me again.
" Who came in, I wonder?" I thought out loud, putting Van down. Just then, a girl stopped in front of us. I swear my heart rate sped up and my stomach did acrobatics in my stomach. You know in books when they have the hero meet a girl and they say that he can see nothing else, and the girl seems to be surrounded by soft light? Well, I can sympathize with the characters. Most of the girl's hair was up in a bun, but a combed-over section fell in waves by her face. She was beautiful.
" You may close your mouth now sir, I believe that you are drooling," the girl said with a hand to her mouth, trying to hide a smile. I shut my mouth accordingly, staying silent.
"You….you're…." I stammered, trying to get the words to come out. The girl smiled slightly at me.
" Thank you, Lord Folken." She turned to Mother.
" So, I think that I should know who this party is for, seeing as I'm here." She smiled, and I swear the room lit up.
" Why, it's for you, of course," replied Mother. That brought me into focus a little. What did she mean?
" Huh?" The girl blinked. Mother then spoke.
" I would like to propose a toast, everybody!" The room went silent. Things were like that when Mother spoke.
" I would like to toast the woman in front of me, because it's her 16th birthday. Surprise and Happy Birthday, Embyr!" I paled. Then I went cherry red in about 2 seconds. There was a tug on my sleeve. I looked down into Van's face.
" See brother? I told ya." He giggled and I gulped air silently.
" Brother, why is your face a funny color?" I shook my head.
" Later, Van." Oh man, was I ever in for the biggest teasing of my life. Embyr was NEVER gonna let this one go. Speaking of which…I snuck another glance at her. 'Come to think of it, she IS quite pretty- NO! No no no no no!' I panicked. This can't be happening!! I couldn't be….falling for her….could I?!?!?!?!