A/N: I'm pretty sure there'll be one more chapter after this one, just to tie things together - an epilogue thingy. I'm gonna try really hard to make this one long, but I can't make any promises. Oh, well, here goes. Enjoy!
Disclaimer: Phaerie doesn't own Crown/Court Duel. How many times does she have to say it?
-:-Fish Kiss!-:-Chapter 6-:-
What were Bran and Mel up to again?:
She jumped back into a stand selling jewelry and an immediate chain reaction was started. By the time all the dust had settled, half the occupants of the street were on the ground, Mel and Bran included. Although, Bran ended up on the ground for slightly different reasons than Meliara. Meliara had lost her balance after knocking down the jewelery stand, where as Bran had lost his balance once he broke out in uncontrollable laughter. Mel glared at her idiot of a brother and picked herself up, apologizing profusely for all the damage she'd caused.
DUN DUN DUUUUN!:
Meliara stormed back into the inn, face flushed and eyes narrowed dangerously. Bran followed in her wake, having contained his laughter, but was unable to wipe the broad smile off his face. This didn't help the situation one bit, only infuriated Mel more.
She quickly fled to her rooms, passing Nee in the hall, who gave her a questioning look but kept her mouth shut. Bran soon appeared, still grinning like a madman. It was all too obvious that he'd done something to anger his sister.
"What did you do!?" Nee demanded in a deadly manner.
"I didn't do anything! Mel managed to make a fool of herself without any help from me what-so-ever. I just happened to breakdown in guffaws in the aftermath," as he protested Nee's accusations he broke out in laughter once again. Further down the hall, Mel let out an exasperated shriek and would have slammed the door behind her, had there been a door and not a flimsy tapestry.
Nee glared at Bran and walked hesitantly to Mel's room. She tapped the tapestry and entered after hearing Meliara's distinct groan of "Go away." Mel lay face down on her bed, mumbling incoherent somethings into her pillow. Despite herself, Nee giggled. Rather audibly. Mel's head snapped up and she glared at Nee.
"I said go away, in case you didn't hear me before."
"I heard you. What's wrong?" Nee's eyes were full of concern.
Mel sighed, "I'm sorry for snapping at you just now, I guess I'm just a bit tired is all, I had a hard time falling asleep last night.."
Nee nodded and smiled, "Rest up, I'll have some lunch sent up for you. I'll call on you at dinner, alright?"
Meliara nodded and slumped back into her pillow. Mora brought in her lunch which she quickly devoured before drifting off into a - thankfully - dreamless sleep.
Hours later, Mel was lightly shaken awake by Mora, who informed her that dinner would begin shortly in the parlor. She changed into a dark green dinner gown, with a deep gold embroidery and fairies stitched along the bottom and cuffs. ( Um..yeah.)
As Mora combed through her tangles of hair, Meliara's mind drifted. And ever since Vidanric had kissed her, whenever her mind drifted, it drifted to him. She felt another pang, much like the one she'd felt earlier when she'd seen Nee and him talking, only stronger. After telling Mora she'd wear her hair down for the night, Mel made for the parlor. And froze as she lifted the tapestry.
A table was set in the center of the room with two fluffy cushions opposite each other. Two candles were situated on the table on either side of a covered dish. Two places had been set in front of the cushions and a pitcher of cider also adorned the table.
Meliara stared at the scene wide-eyed. She wasn't sure what, but she knew that something was definitely up. What she saw in front of her could only be described as a romantic dinner for two. Maybe she had the wrong room. Yes, that must be it.
But, as we all know, that was not the situation. She was indeed in the right room, she noted, because out on the balcony (Is there a balcony off the parlor at the inn? I don't know..well, there is now. I'm so resourceful!) Nee sat playing a harp. The melodious notes reached her ears and she instantly calmed. Music had that effect on her.
She stepped into the room cautiously, her immense confusion easy to make out on her face. Bran appeared behind her and ushered her further into the room, "There you are Mel, what are you waiting for? Have a seat!" By now they had reached the table and Bran pushed her down onto one of the cushions. She snapped her head around, ready to yell at her brother, but he had already exited to the balcony and taken a seat on the bench where Nee sat.
She twisted back around and nearly screamed. Vidanric had taken the seat across from her while she had been preoccupied with Bran, and he was now observing her with barely concealed amusement. "Good evening Lady Meliara," he drawled in his oh-so-annoying drawl.
Mel's eyes narrowed, "Good evening to you as well. Mind telling me what's going on?"
"This is meerly an attempt of mine to rid you of your hate of me."
"I don't HATE you," Mel had taken again to looking at everything that wasn't Vidanric.
"Exactly how do you feel about me then?" All amusement had left his eyes.
"I - well - um.." Meliara blushed as a voice in her head started rambling on like some hopeless romantic about how she was madly in love with him, which of course she wasn't. Or so what she hoped was the reasonable voice in her head was telling her. She might be on her way to being incredibly infatuated with him, but she definitely wasn't in love with him, yet at least. Alright, now who had said that?
Vidanric watched her expressions change as what one could only guess was a very confusing inner battle took place within the confines of her brain. He was finding it really hard not to just throw himself at her and kiss her senseless. But, he kept having to remind himself, that was not how a courtier of his status would handle this unique situation.
"Shall we eat?" Vidanric asked after it became obvious that Meliara wasn't going to answer him.
"Yes, let's eat!" Mel was all to relieved to get off the subject of her feelings for him. Vidanric removed the lid from the plate in the center. Meliara stared at the fish and biscuits. She quirked an eyebrow a Vidanric, "Fish and biscuits? I most say, that is my favorite, but it doesn't fit into to the romantic dinner scene we are currently sitting in."
"I never said this was a romantic dinner," Vidanric replied, the ends of his mouth twitching upwards.
"You never said it wasn't, either," Mel pointed out, then she realized what she just said and shut her mouth, giving her full attention to her meal, which was quite delicious, truth be known.
They were silent as they finished their dinner, and neither spoke until some milk and chocolate chip cookies were brought in. "Oh! Chocolate chip cookies!" Mel exclaimed happily, quickly grabbing one and dunking it into her milk (There is no other way to eat CCCs.) and munched on it contentedly.
"I take you like them?" Vidanric was able to hide his smile as he watched her.
"Oh, yes. These are very delicious! Here try one!" She pushed the plate with cookies toward him and picked one up. He was about to bite into one when Mel stopped him, "No! You can't eat them like that! You have to dunk them! There's no other way to eat 'em!" (^______________^) Danric dunked his cookie reluctantly and and took a bite. "Soooo?" Mel was acting like a little kid again, but she couldn't help herself.
"Not bad.." Vidanric commented. Mel glared at him, though not nearly as viciously as usual, and dunked another cookie. She was pleased to note that Vidanric dunked the rest of his cookies as well.
After they finished their cookies Vidanric asked if she'd like to go out on the balcony and look at the stars, which she agreed to eagerly despite herself. There was a light breeze that night and the stars could be clearly viewed from the balcony. It was then that Mel noticed that Nee had stopped playing the harp while they had ate - obviously to occupied with Bran *cough* - as she started up again when they came out.
"Are we on friendly terms now?" Vidanric asked as he watched her gazing at the sky.
"Well, friendlier at least.." Meliara replied somewhat distantly.
"Are we on friendly enough terms that I could ask you for a dance?" Mel tore her eyes from the stars and their eyes made contact. She nodded and smiled at him. She was in too much of a good mood to refuse. The next thing she knew they were back into the parlor, eyes locked on each other.
Meliara started to get slightly dizzy as they spun in circles, but she never let her eyes leave his, she couldn't bring herself to. Her heart rate sped up considerably when she noticed just how close they were to each other, if she just leaned in a few more inches she could kiss him.
And that's exactly what she did.
Her head spun and she knew she would have fallen had Vidanric not been supporting her. Those chills had returned once again with a vengeance, taking no mercy on Mel what-so-ever. She couldn't imagine having ever felt so happy and complete.
Vidanric, while surprised that she'd kissed him, wasn't complaining. As they broke apart he smiled at her and pulled her closer to him for another mind-blowing kiss. He was the happiest man alive at the moment.
Meliara broke away and grinned up at Danric, "Still think a fish kisses better than me?"
"I'm not sure, I'm still investigating." He then covered her mouth with his and they started working on setting some kind of record for staying in a lip-lock for as long as possible without have to come up for air.
Meanwhile, Nee and Bran were observing the happy couple with identical knowing smiles plastered on their faces. Nee pulled Bran out further onto the balcony, "Come on, let's give them a bit of privacy."
"Bu-" Bran was cut off, however, as Nee pulled him down for a mind-blowing kiss of their own.
The End
A/N: DONE! Well, it isn't long, but I'm pretty sure it's the longest chapter I've done. Phaerie is thinking about an epilogue, but she'll only write it if she gets at least 10 more reviews. ^___^
~Phaerie (Who is need of gum with longer lasting flavor..)
Disclaimer: Phaerie doesn't own Crown/Court Duel. How many times does she have to say it?
-:-Fish Kiss!-:-Chapter 6-:-
What were Bran and Mel up to again?:
She jumped back into a stand selling jewelry and an immediate chain reaction was started. By the time all the dust had settled, half the occupants of the street were on the ground, Mel and Bran included. Although, Bran ended up on the ground for slightly different reasons than Meliara. Meliara had lost her balance after knocking down the jewelery stand, where as Bran had lost his balance once he broke out in uncontrollable laughter. Mel glared at her idiot of a brother and picked herself up, apologizing profusely for all the damage she'd caused.
DUN DUN DUUUUN!:
Meliara stormed back into the inn, face flushed and eyes narrowed dangerously. Bran followed in her wake, having contained his laughter, but was unable to wipe the broad smile off his face. This didn't help the situation one bit, only infuriated Mel more.
She quickly fled to her rooms, passing Nee in the hall, who gave her a questioning look but kept her mouth shut. Bran soon appeared, still grinning like a madman. It was all too obvious that he'd done something to anger his sister.
"What did you do!?" Nee demanded in a deadly manner.
"I didn't do anything! Mel managed to make a fool of herself without any help from me what-so-ever. I just happened to breakdown in guffaws in the aftermath," as he protested Nee's accusations he broke out in laughter once again. Further down the hall, Mel let out an exasperated shriek and would have slammed the door behind her, had there been a door and not a flimsy tapestry.
Nee glared at Bran and walked hesitantly to Mel's room. She tapped the tapestry and entered after hearing Meliara's distinct groan of "Go away." Mel lay face down on her bed, mumbling incoherent somethings into her pillow. Despite herself, Nee giggled. Rather audibly. Mel's head snapped up and she glared at Nee.
"I said go away, in case you didn't hear me before."
"I heard you. What's wrong?" Nee's eyes were full of concern.
Mel sighed, "I'm sorry for snapping at you just now, I guess I'm just a bit tired is all, I had a hard time falling asleep last night.."
Nee nodded and smiled, "Rest up, I'll have some lunch sent up for you. I'll call on you at dinner, alright?"
Meliara nodded and slumped back into her pillow. Mora brought in her lunch which she quickly devoured before drifting off into a - thankfully - dreamless sleep.
Hours later, Mel was lightly shaken awake by Mora, who informed her that dinner would begin shortly in the parlor. She changed into a dark green dinner gown, with a deep gold embroidery and fairies stitched along the bottom and cuffs. ( Um..yeah.)
As Mora combed through her tangles of hair, Meliara's mind drifted. And ever since Vidanric had kissed her, whenever her mind drifted, it drifted to him. She felt another pang, much like the one she'd felt earlier when she'd seen Nee and him talking, only stronger. After telling Mora she'd wear her hair down for the night, Mel made for the parlor. And froze as she lifted the tapestry.
A table was set in the center of the room with two fluffy cushions opposite each other. Two candles were situated on the table on either side of a covered dish. Two places had been set in front of the cushions and a pitcher of cider also adorned the table.
Meliara stared at the scene wide-eyed. She wasn't sure what, but she knew that something was definitely up. What she saw in front of her could only be described as a romantic dinner for two. Maybe she had the wrong room. Yes, that must be it.
But, as we all know, that was not the situation. She was indeed in the right room, she noted, because out on the balcony (Is there a balcony off the parlor at the inn? I don't know..well, there is now. I'm so resourceful!) Nee sat playing a harp. The melodious notes reached her ears and she instantly calmed. Music had that effect on her.
She stepped into the room cautiously, her immense confusion easy to make out on her face. Bran appeared behind her and ushered her further into the room, "There you are Mel, what are you waiting for? Have a seat!" By now they had reached the table and Bran pushed her down onto one of the cushions. She snapped her head around, ready to yell at her brother, but he had already exited to the balcony and taken a seat on the bench where Nee sat.
She twisted back around and nearly screamed. Vidanric had taken the seat across from her while she had been preoccupied with Bran, and he was now observing her with barely concealed amusement. "Good evening Lady Meliara," he drawled in his oh-so-annoying drawl.
Mel's eyes narrowed, "Good evening to you as well. Mind telling me what's going on?"
"This is meerly an attempt of mine to rid you of your hate of me."
"I don't HATE you," Mel had taken again to looking at everything that wasn't Vidanric.
"Exactly how do you feel about me then?" All amusement had left his eyes.
"I - well - um.." Meliara blushed as a voice in her head started rambling on like some hopeless romantic about how she was madly in love with him, which of course she wasn't. Or so what she hoped was the reasonable voice in her head was telling her. She might be on her way to being incredibly infatuated with him, but she definitely wasn't in love with him, yet at least. Alright, now who had said that?
Vidanric watched her expressions change as what one could only guess was a very confusing inner battle took place within the confines of her brain. He was finding it really hard not to just throw himself at her and kiss her senseless. But, he kept having to remind himself, that was not how a courtier of his status would handle this unique situation.
"Shall we eat?" Vidanric asked after it became obvious that Meliara wasn't going to answer him.
"Yes, let's eat!" Mel was all to relieved to get off the subject of her feelings for him. Vidanric removed the lid from the plate in the center. Meliara stared at the fish and biscuits. She quirked an eyebrow a Vidanric, "Fish and biscuits? I most say, that is my favorite, but it doesn't fit into to the romantic dinner scene we are currently sitting in."
"I never said this was a romantic dinner," Vidanric replied, the ends of his mouth twitching upwards.
"You never said it wasn't, either," Mel pointed out, then she realized what she just said and shut her mouth, giving her full attention to her meal, which was quite delicious, truth be known.
They were silent as they finished their dinner, and neither spoke until some milk and chocolate chip cookies were brought in. "Oh! Chocolate chip cookies!" Mel exclaimed happily, quickly grabbing one and dunking it into her milk (There is no other way to eat CCCs.) and munched on it contentedly.
"I take you like them?" Vidanric was able to hide his smile as he watched her.
"Oh, yes. These are very delicious! Here try one!" She pushed the plate with cookies toward him and picked one up. He was about to bite into one when Mel stopped him, "No! You can't eat them like that! You have to dunk them! There's no other way to eat 'em!" (^______________^) Danric dunked his cookie reluctantly and and took a bite. "Soooo?" Mel was acting like a little kid again, but she couldn't help herself.
"Not bad.." Vidanric commented. Mel glared at him, though not nearly as viciously as usual, and dunked another cookie. She was pleased to note that Vidanric dunked the rest of his cookies as well.
After they finished their cookies Vidanric asked if she'd like to go out on the balcony and look at the stars, which she agreed to eagerly despite herself. There was a light breeze that night and the stars could be clearly viewed from the balcony. It was then that Mel noticed that Nee had stopped playing the harp while they had ate - obviously to occupied with Bran *cough* - as she started up again when they came out.
"Are we on friendly terms now?" Vidanric asked as he watched her gazing at the sky.
"Well, friendlier at least.." Meliara replied somewhat distantly.
"Are we on friendly enough terms that I could ask you for a dance?" Mel tore her eyes from the stars and their eyes made contact. She nodded and smiled at him. She was in too much of a good mood to refuse. The next thing she knew they were back into the parlor, eyes locked on each other.
Meliara started to get slightly dizzy as they spun in circles, but she never let her eyes leave his, she couldn't bring herself to. Her heart rate sped up considerably when she noticed just how close they were to each other, if she just leaned in a few more inches she could kiss him.
And that's exactly what she did.
Her head spun and she knew she would have fallen had Vidanric not been supporting her. Those chills had returned once again with a vengeance, taking no mercy on Mel what-so-ever. She couldn't imagine having ever felt so happy and complete.
Vidanric, while surprised that she'd kissed him, wasn't complaining. As they broke apart he smiled at her and pulled her closer to him for another mind-blowing kiss. He was the happiest man alive at the moment.
Meliara broke away and grinned up at Danric, "Still think a fish kisses better than me?"
"I'm not sure, I'm still investigating." He then covered her mouth with his and they started working on setting some kind of record for staying in a lip-lock for as long as possible without have to come up for air.
Meanwhile, Nee and Bran were observing the happy couple with identical knowing smiles plastered on their faces. Nee pulled Bran out further onto the balcony, "Come on, let's give them a bit of privacy."
"Bu-" Bran was cut off, however, as Nee pulled him down for a mind-blowing kiss of their own.
The End
A/N: DONE! Well, it isn't long, but I'm pretty sure it's the longest chapter I've done. Phaerie is thinking about an epilogue, but she'll only write it if she gets at least 10 more reviews. ^___^
~Phaerie (Who is need of gum with longer lasting flavor..)