*rolls around on the floor* I HAVE SO MANY DRAFTS. I AM NEVER GOING OFF ESMERALDA FOR MORE THAN TWO DAYS EVER AGAIIINNNN
urgh. i love it really.
It’s too late right now to think, so Im heading off for bed, i’ll be on tomorrow!!
Esmeralda held the purple cloak closer to her body as the crisp morning breeze chilled her to the bone. It had been another rough night at the Court, panic and fear riling up the other gypsies, leaving Clopin to deal with many worried people. Esmeralda couldn’t help but find comfort in the cool breeze as she walked the streets of France, taking herself far away from where the Court was hidden. The arguments and almost riots in the Court had given her many sleepless nights, and she found herself sleeping little to no time at all each evening. Because of this she looked exhausted. All she wanted was to get out back to the streets to dance, earn herself some money, she wanted her people to be free, and she wanted her people to be without fear.
She hummed a quiet song as she took step by step, her bare feet gracing the cobblestone ground. Glancing around the seemingly empty street she frowned slightly as she felt a new presence nearby.
OMG IMAGINE BEING SOMEONE’S FAVOURITE BLOG
OR BEING A BLOG EVERYONE KNOWS AND RECOMMENDS TO NEW PEOPLE IN THE FANDOM
OR BEING ONE OF THE PRETTY ONES THAT THE BOYS REPLY TO
OR JUST BEING REMOTELY AVERAGE
THAT WOULD BE NICE
OH SO NICE
"Care to dance, handsome?" Esmeralda asked over to the boy standing a little off from the rest of the crowd, her eyes shining playfully like jewels in the sun. Her skirt billowed out as a gust of wind blew through the sky, and a soft laugh escaped her lips, eyes still stuck on the strangers face as she continued her dance to the other gypsies music.
To be as small as she was meant Thumbelina often went unnoticed - and, as beneficial as that could be, it also meant she was always at risk of being trampled. This time, it seemed, from a dancing stranger. She sucked in a deep breath and backed off, thanking darkness for the cover it brought her.
"Be careful!" the wisp of a girl chirruped, bringing her hands up to cover her face.
Esmeralda froze the moment she heard the girls voice, worry etched across her delicate features. Looking around her she saw no one, but she remained with her feet standing carefully on the floor, emerald eyes shining in the darkness.
"Who’s there?" she called out.
Nobody still wasn’t so good at the emotions and expressions of older people. Children were easier to read and to understand. He tilted his head, trying to judge shock from fear. Hesitantly going with surprise, he nodded, smiling widely to assuage any fear she might have had.
"Yeah. I died a while ago," he said with a shrug, drifting a bit closer. "Not so bad, when ya get used to it. Uh… well, I mean, unless ya think I’m crazy. And then I’m totally not a ghost. I’d say you could feel for a pulse to prove it, but…” He drug his bare toes along the ground, leaving burns in the trail. “I’m a little overcooked.”
Her eyes flickered to the ground in which he stood, staring with shock. She’d seen many things in her travelling around the world, even the odd speaking animal or two, but never a ghost.
"I believe you" she breathed out, emerald eyes shining as she spoke to the man, her hands moving to cross over her chest.
"If you’re saying that, then you clearly don’t know either Quasi or Phoebus. They are very different people. Quasi is shy, and gentle, and I don’t believe he could truly hurt anyone. Phoebus…well, he was clearly a guard, but he has changed from his past. He’s strong willed, charming and very outgoing. To say that they are the same would be like saying a lemon is like a lime.”
It was both heart warming and wrenching to see how Esmeralda responded to the lack of judgement toward her and her people. How terrible it was for people to treat others in such a way that it had just become normal and expected.
"Please, you may stay as long as you wish. In fact have a night or two in Arendelle’s finest hostel. On me. I know it does not make up for a majority of what your people have been through, but consider this one of those moments that serves as a reminder that not everyone is the same."
"Are you….are you sure?" she stumbled slightly, eyes wide as she stared at the generous queen. "I mean, there are quite a few of us, and we…we need to go in search of food, but we’ll try to stay out of your way" she breathed in and out, trying to remain calm. The plan had been to harm her way into perhaps a field of land in which they could set up camp for a night or two, but a hostel? Arendelle was lucky to have such a queen.
"I suppose I should go keep an eye on Clopin then…"