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olympianlove) wrote2015-09-04 11:13 am
olympianlove) wrote2015-09-04 11:13 am
Part V Asteria: Cursed Prince
Part 5: Cursed Prince (Book 2 of the Asteria Series)
Pairings: Sudo
Summary: When a freak storm blows in out of nowhere and his horse throws him, lowly Prince Joonmyun is left outside a lavish mansion with a bruised pride and a twisted wrist. Surely you're not supposed to listen to disembodied voices in an enchanted mansion...
Word Count:555
Joonmyun stumbles from the dining hall and past a tiny wooden door. He is assaulted by the sweet, strong fragrance of roses. Brushing the stray tears from his face, he straightens and his jaw drops at the sight of the roses.
There are many, all of different colours. Awestruck, Joonmyun wanders over to the nearest rose bush and examines the flowers closely. They are all in full bloom, yellow petals as bright as the sun. The smell is so strong that it nearly overwhelms him.
An unusual colour catches his eye and he turns, a little startled.
There is a strikingly lavender rose growing in the middle of a patch of red roses and Joonmyun could almost swear that it was glowing.
As if in a trance, he moves towards the lavender rose, hand outstretched. The smell of roses becomes almost overwhelming.
,i>Come. Come to me.
He can almost hear the words. He does not see Jongdae leaning against the door to the garden, a secret smile on his face.
Just as his hand closes around the rose, a sharp pain pierces through his hand, jolting him from his trance. Joonmyun yelps and pulls his hand from around the rose. Blood beads to the surface of the skin, crimson red a stark contrast against his pale hand. He starts to feel rather dizzy, the smell of the roses becoming unbearably strong.
Gasping, he tries to steady himself but the world has started to spin and darkness clouds at the edge of his vision. Staggering, he collapses onto the ground, bringing his injured hand to his chest as his knees buckles unsteadily. Lying on the ground, too weak to bring himself up, he hears Jongdae’s voice speaking.
“A lavender rose means Enchantment.”
Oh. He thinks, just before the world goes black.
Perfect. Everything is going according to plan. Jongdae smiles to himself satisfied with the results of his enchanted rose.
He kneels next to the unconscious prince and checks his pulse before heaving a sigh of relief. No allergic reactions which is good or it would complicate things. He can just imagine the chiding he would get from Baekhyun if the prince died because of an allergic reaction to his spell.
Carefully, he sprinkles a little bit of glitter, oh wait sorry, fairy dust, over the prince and he lifts into the air. He manages to transfer the prince into the highest tower without much of an incident with the exception of letting him float too high once and bumping his head into the doorway.
Joonmyun sleeps on anyway, the spell will ensure that.
He settles the prince onto the prepared bed and slides the satin sheets over him.
With a wave of his hand, he draws the curtains over the one window in the room and lays a deep burgundy coloured rose in Joonmyun’s hand, being mindful not to prick himself or the sleeping prince. With another wave of his hand, he draws the drapes from around the four poster bed closed so that the prince may sleep in peace and upon leaving the room, he turns and twists the lock shut, locking the heavy door.
Author's Note:
Just a little intro to the next chapter. Updates are and will cotinue to be slow until my Prelims are over. Hope you guys will understand. Enjoy!!:)
Pairings: Sudo
Summary: When a freak storm blows in out of nowhere and his horse throws him, lowly Prince Joonmyun is left outside a lavish mansion with a bruised pride and a twisted wrist. Surely you're not supposed to listen to disembodied voices in an enchanted mansion...
Word Count:555
Joonmyun stumbles from the dining hall and past a tiny wooden door. He is assaulted by the sweet, strong fragrance of roses. Brushing the stray tears from his face, he straightens and his jaw drops at the sight of the roses.
There are many, all of different colours. Awestruck, Joonmyun wanders over to the nearest rose bush and examines the flowers closely. They are all in full bloom, yellow petals as bright as the sun. The smell is so strong that it nearly overwhelms him.
An unusual colour catches his eye and he turns, a little startled.
There is a strikingly lavender rose growing in the middle of a patch of red roses and Joonmyun could almost swear that it was glowing.
As if in a trance, he moves towards the lavender rose, hand outstretched. The smell of roses becomes almost overwhelming.
,i>Come. Come to me.
He can almost hear the words. He does not see Jongdae leaning against the door to the garden, a secret smile on his face.
Just as his hand closes around the rose, a sharp pain pierces through his hand, jolting him from his trance. Joonmyun yelps and pulls his hand from around the rose. Blood beads to the surface of the skin, crimson red a stark contrast against his pale hand. He starts to feel rather dizzy, the smell of the roses becoming unbearably strong.
Gasping, he tries to steady himself but the world has started to spin and darkness clouds at the edge of his vision. Staggering, he collapses onto the ground, bringing his injured hand to his chest as his knees buckles unsteadily. Lying on the ground, too weak to bring himself up, he hears Jongdae’s voice speaking.
“A lavender rose means Enchantment.”
Oh. He thinks, just before the world goes black.
Perfect. Everything is going according to plan. Jongdae smiles to himself satisfied with the results of his enchanted rose.
He kneels next to the unconscious prince and checks his pulse before heaving a sigh of relief. No allergic reactions which is good or it would complicate things. He can just imagine the chiding he would get from Baekhyun if the prince died because of an allergic reaction to his spell.
Carefully, he sprinkles a little bit of glitter, oh wait sorry, fairy dust, over the prince and he lifts into the air. He manages to transfer the prince into the highest tower without much of an incident with the exception of letting him float too high once and bumping his head into the doorway.
Joonmyun sleeps on anyway, the spell will ensure that.
He settles the prince onto the prepared bed and slides the satin sheets over him.
With a wave of his hand, he draws the curtains over the one window in the room and lays a deep burgundy coloured rose in Joonmyun’s hand, being mindful not to prick himself or the sleeping prince. With another wave of his hand, he draws the drapes from around the four poster bed closed so that the prince may sleep in peace and upon leaving the room, he turns and twists the lock shut, locking the heavy door.
Author's Note:
Just a little intro to the next chapter. Updates are and will cotinue to be slow until my Prelims are over. Hope you guys will understand. Enjoy!!:)