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Lief was walking along the palace corridors. He indeed had heard of a rumour. As he passed
working servants, he earned smiles, whispers, or stares.
And he couldn't help but smile. Sure, he knew who this "warrior-like guardian" is. And yes, he
had spent some time with her. And the wedding was entirely true. He was going to wed this "warrior".
As he rounded a corner, he saw Jasmine looking at a portrait. He approached her.
Jasmine: Lief, can we talk?
Lief: Not now, Jasmine. Maybe tonight at the celebrations. We need to get ready.
Jasmine: But can't we talk NOW?
Lief looked at her, and nodded. He led her to his study.
Jasmine: Lief, I still do not now...
Lief: Why I was rejecting you? Jasmine, it is because I wanted you to know that I cared.
Jasmine: But it didn't seem like it!
Lief: Yes, that was my mistake. But that was Barda's plan. He says that to make you jealous was also
to make you love me more.
Jasmine snorted out in disgust.
Lief: I was doing it because you turned cold to me. Right after the celebration of independece. It was
like you did not like me anymore.
Jasmine: I guess I had my mistakes, too. I was still getting over the shock rom Faith, you see. Lief,
I'm sorry.
Lief: It's ok.
He leaned over to her as Jasmine tilted her head. But suddenly the door opened.
Sharn: Lief, you must get ready... Oh I apologize for intruding...
She closed the door once more, red faced.
Lief: Well, see you tonight.
Jasmine: Yeah, and I'm not even invited.
Lief: Of course you are!
Jasmine: Nobody expects me to be there... just like the last time.
Lief whispered in her ear:
Lief: But this is different. You would be my wife soon.
As Lief left the room, Jasmine was still grinning. She felt incredibly happy. But what was she going
to wear?
Jasmine: Mesmeralde?
Mesmeralde appeared in an instant beside her.
Mesmeralde: Girl, I know what dress would be perfect with you. All you have to do is to leave it
to me.
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(c) All Characters Emily Rodda
THE STORYLINE IS MY WORK SO DON'T COPY ANYTHING WITHOUT MY GO-AHEAD, OK?
Lief was walking along the palace corridors. He indeed had heard of a rumour. As he passed
working servants, he earned smiles, whispers, or stares.
And he couldn't help but smile. Sure, he knew who this "warrior-like guardian" is. And yes, he
had spent some time with her. And the wedding was entirely true. He was going to wed this "warrior".
As he rounded a corner, he saw Jasmine looking at a portrait. He approached her.
Jasmine: Lief, can we talk?
Lief: Not now, Jasmine. Maybe tonight at the celebrations. We need to get ready.
Jasmine: But can't we talk NOW?
Lief looked at her, and nodded. He led her to his study.
Jasmine: Lief, I still do not now...
Lief: Why I was rejecting you? Jasmine, it is because I wanted you to know that I cared.
Jasmine: But it didn't seem like it!
Lief: Yes, that was my mistake. But that was Barda's plan. He says that to make you jealous was also
to make you love me more.
Jasmine snorted out in disgust.
Lief: I was doing it because you turned cold to me. Right after the celebration of independece. It was
like you did not like me anymore.
Jasmine: I guess I had my mistakes, too. I was still getting over the shock rom Faith, you see. Lief,
I'm sorry.
Lief: It's ok.
He leaned over to her as Jasmine tilted her head. But suddenly the door opened.
Sharn: Lief, you must get ready... Oh I apologize for intruding...
She closed the door once more, red faced.
Lief: Well, see you tonight.
Jasmine: Yeah, and I'm not even invited.
Lief: Of course you are!
Jasmine: Nobody expects me to be there... just like the last time.
Lief whispered in her ear:
Lief: But this is different. You would be my wife soon.
As Lief left the room, Jasmine was still grinning. She felt incredibly happy. But what was she going
to wear?
Jasmine: Mesmeralde?
Mesmeralde appeared in an instant beside her.
Mesmeralde: Girl, I know what dress would be perfect with you. All you have to do is to leave it
to me.
================================================================
(c) All Characters Emily Rodda
THE STORYLINE IS MY WORK SO DON'T COPY ANYTHING WITHOUT MY GO-AHEAD, OK?
