Through the Living Hope

“It really wasn’t that bad, before. This brought out the worst in some people.. and the best in others.”

She ducked with him. “I meant before I was this.”

“… yes, actually. But it was before.. this.”

She nodded.

DANG

Huh?

Wow Triple gasp

“It’s okay!”

She nodded.

After all she’s lost She deserves it

@SpiritOfWrath Tomorrow

So much more convenient lol

She nodded. “Very well. Would you like an escort?” ”Thank you, but that won’t be necessary.” ”.. Very well, Princess.” He stepped aside and they went to the carriage.

It’s like a blood stained cloth hug from her deceased mother figure

A guard stepped in front of him. “Where are you going, my lord?”

Ik It’s the only thing she has of Mirth and if she loses it she will go ballistic

Name: Felicity Houghton Features: Blonde hair, bright green eyes, short and skinny Old Magic: Influence over emotions Old Tech Level: Medieval Background: She was raised by a single father and they were officially homeless. She was the first Servant of Mirth. Her father was driven insane by Madness, and she for a time inherited the powers of Mirth. Reunited with her father after he was freed from Madness, he was burnt to a husk. The only family she has left is Aela and Ember. Having lost everything but those two, she feels hollow. Skills: Can draw like nobody’s business Age: 17 Gender: Female @SpiritOfWrath can I keep the cloak?

She placed her arm in his and placed her other hand on his arm.

Yesterday I had to walk in jeans. It was 80F tpbm is wearing socks

She smiled. “Thank you. You look stunning as well.”

She goes to the closet, changes out of the ornate dress, and puts on something a little more cottage core.

She opened her mouth, paused, closed it, nodded, and stood. “Let me change out of this wedding dress first.”

“Are you okay?”