Disclaimer: Don't own any of these characters except Dallin. And his
family. And mysterious girls in blue dresses. Oh, and the random servants
like Susan and Meagan. Hmm..whatever happened to dear little
Susan?........
A/N: Sorry this took so long. My schedule is so crazy! Thanks for reading! *sniffle* I love you guys. I am now going to devote a whole page to my loverly reviewers; you guy's have helped so much!
Oke: Thank you!
Lina: Dallin was just being charming!!
Sandry Moss: Sandry and Briar? Getting together? Well, we'll just have to see, now won't we?!!
Kitten: Yeah, isn't writer's block the worst *gives evil eye to nothing because you can't really glare at writer's block* Thanks to everyone's reviews, I am slowly breaking free!!
Bblond07: Thanks for all your ideas!! I really appreciate. I decided not to go with the whole Dallin being evil thing, because I have plans for my dear Dallin, plans that do not involve evilness. But you have definitely helped me overcome my writer's block!!
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Sandry smiled happily as she walked down the hallways to her bedroom. Being with Dallin always seemed to have a very good effect on her, but this morning he was even more charming than usual. Sandry felt herself growing more and more fond of the tall, dashing young lord. In fact, the strange fluttering she felt in her stomach every time Dallin smiled at her was almost enough to make her admit that she was, while maybe not in love, definitely in like. They were comfortable together, Sandry realized, and it was nice to have someone bring you flowers and comment on the color of your eyes. No one else had ever done anything like that, not even Briar, who used to be the only boy brave enough to approach her.
Briar.
Sandry stopped, her eyes drawn almost involuntarily to the door on the right.
Briar's room.
Sandry turned her gaze deliberately from the door and took a step forward, away from the door. She stopped then, hesitating, a buried thought resurfacing. Who was that girl in Briar's room?
She shook her head, trying to shake away the cold feeling that began to fill her stomach. Why should she care what Briar did? It's not like she had any claim on him anyway. It's not like she wanted any claim on him.
Her heart thumped. Or did she?
She turned, and in three short steps she was in front of his room. Sandry was surprised to hear a quick burst of laughter filtering through into the hallway. She didn't think that any sound could make it through those thick, solid doors. Looking closely, Sandry suddenly realized that the door was not tightly shut. With a quick look around to make sure that she was alone, Sandry squashed the guilty feeling in her stomach and leaned forward to carefully listen through the crack.
The muffled sound of happy voices and laughter only frustrated her, though, because she couldn't make out what was being said. Carelessly, she leaned forward further. Still, she couldn't understand anything. However, Sandry was sure of one thing: there was a girl in there. Her cheeks flushed, she pressed her ear against the door.
And fell flat on her face as the door swung open and deposited her inside Briar's room.
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Briar and Meagan stared in surprise as Sandry fell through the doorway. "Sandry?" Briar gasped, his hand still on the small of the pretty maid's waist. What in the world was she doing?
Sandry looked up at them from her place on the floor, hurt and surprise flicking across her face. As Briar watched, those pretty blue eyes filled with tears, and without a single word, Sandry sprang up from her place on the floor and ran from the room.
Briar gaped, his usually quick mind going blank. He looked down at Meagan.
"That wasn't supposed to happen," he told her.
Meagan stepped away from him and placed her hands on her hips. "So go after her already!" she said, waggling a finger under his nose.
Briar nodded and without another word, ran after Sandry.
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A/N: You guys, I am so sorry that this was so short, but I need to think the next part over, so I'm just posting what I have now, okay? I promise to update soon!! I promise, promise!!
A/N: Sorry this took so long. My schedule is so crazy! Thanks for reading! *sniffle* I love you guys. I am now going to devote a whole page to my loverly reviewers; you guy's have helped so much!
Oke: Thank you!
Lina: Dallin was just being charming!!
Sandry Moss: Sandry and Briar? Getting together? Well, we'll just have to see, now won't we?!!
Kitten: Yeah, isn't writer's block the worst *gives evil eye to nothing because you can't really glare at writer's block* Thanks to everyone's reviews, I am slowly breaking free!!
Bblond07: Thanks for all your ideas!! I really appreciate. I decided not to go with the whole Dallin being evil thing, because I have plans for my dear Dallin, plans that do not involve evilness. But you have definitely helped me overcome my writer's block!!
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Sandry smiled happily as she walked down the hallways to her bedroom. Being with Dallin always seemed to have a very good effect on her, but this morning he was even more charming than usual. Sandry felt herself growing more and more fond of the tall, dashing young lord. In fact, the strange fluttering she felt in her stomach every time Dallin smiled at her was almost enough to make her admit that she was, while maybe not in love, definitely in like. They were comfortable together, Sandry realized, and it was nice to have someone bring you flowers and comment on the color of your eyes. No one else had ever done anything like that, not even Briar, who used to be the only boy brave enough to approach her.
Briar.
Sandry stopped, her eyes drawn almost involuntarily to the door on the right.
Briar's room.
Sandry turned her gaze deliberately from the door and took a step forward, away from the door. She stopped then, hesitating, a buried thought resurfacing. Who was that girl in Briar's room?
She shook her head, trying to shake away the cold feeling that began to fill her stomach. Why should she care what Briar did? It's not like she had any claim on him anyway. It's not like she wanted any claim on him.
Her heart thumped. Or did she?
She turned, and in three short steps she was in front of his room. Sandry was surprised to hear a quick burst of laughter filtering through into the hallway. She didn't think that any sound could make it through those thick, solid doors. Looking closely, Sandry suddenly realized that the door was not tightly shut. With a quick look around to make sure that she was alone, Sandry squashed the guilty feeling in her stomach and leaned forward to carefully listen through the crack.
The muffled sound of happy voices and laughter only frustrated her, though, because she couldn't make out what was being said. Carelessly, she leaned forward further. Still, she couldn't understand anything. However, Sandry was sure of one thing: there was a girl in there. Her cheeks flushed, she pressed her ear against the door.
And fell flat on her face as the door swung open and deposited her inside Briar's room.
* * * * *
Briar and Meagan stared in surprise as Sandry fell through the doorway. "Sandry?" Briar gasped, his hand still on the small of the pretty maid's waist. What in the world was she doing?
Sandry looked up at them from her place on the floor, hurt and surprise flicking across her face. As Briar watched, those pretty blue eyes filled with tears, and without a single word, Sandry sprang up from her place on the floor and ran from the room.
Briar gaped, his usually quick mind going blank. He looked down at Meagan.
"That wasn't supposed to happen," he told her.
Meagan stepped away from him and placed her hands on her hips. "So go after her already!" she said, waggling a finger under his nose.
Briar nodded and without another word, ran after Sandry.
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A/N: You guys, I am so sorry that this was so short, but I need to think the next part over, so I'm just posting what I have now, okay? I promise to update soon!! I promise, promise!!