Winter is putting footsteps in the meadow

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Characters: Bres and Mab
Date/Time: Oct 31, late afternoon
Location: Rose Garden
Rating: TBD
Warnings: Snark.
Summary: Halloween time interactions with old-timey clothes!


She found little amusement in her forced choice of clothing. However, after much diligence she'd discovered something that she felt was passable. Feathers after all were a fraction more reliable than spider webbing.

And with her ill mood she'd taken herself away from the main house and come to the gardens. It was warm and bright and the flowers were in bloom. It did nothing to improve her temperament. In fact, the air in the small, almost secluded corner she'd come to, turned decidedly cooler, and the grass beneath her bare feet began sparkling with frost. She could admit quietly to herself that she reached out to coat a vibrant red rose in crystal clear ice purely out of spite, small as the revenge might be.

Comments

[kingoftwoworlds.insanejournal.com]

He smirks back. "I look forward to it."

[winter-queen.insanejournal.com]

"Why wait? We both could do with a shower. Bathe with me and I can enlighten you a little."

[kingoftwoworlds.insanejournal.com]

Bres can feel his arousal grow with renewed interest. "Now how can any man say no to an offer like that."

[winter-queen.insanejournal.com]

"You're far more qualified to answer that question than I," she teased, sitting up. "Hand me my gown."

[kingoftwoworlds.insanejournal.com]

"As you wish," he says, giving a bow. He picks up her dress and hands it to her before starting to pick up his own clothes.