A fat vendor with a pencil thin black mustache and greasy, slicked back hair that was cropped short and had a gut that surpassed the stretchability of his pants and a neck far thicker than his head, came wobbly down the road, humming a light and cheery, but off-tune song about the wares he was selling. They were swinging from his cart. Most of the wares were pots or pants, and occasionally a few glinting butcher knives that caught the fading light of day. Here, as he walked along, they were clanging together as he pulled along his cart using his massive arms that seemed to reach down to the ground.
He was the first thing Valia saw as she went screaming bloody murder down the cobblestone street- pink dress and train flailing behind her like a long-scrolled curtain. Her breasts were about ready to pop clean out of her dress, and her pink high heels, about ready to lit up sparks on the stone street. Despite all of her wailing, the poor vendor didn't see her coming, nor the plague of angry bees that were following suit, and as Valia approached, she grabbed onto a pot and whirled around, still screaming as she began to bat the bees away like baseballs, her arms flailing with desperation and madness.
"GET THEM AWAY! GET THEM AWAY!" she cried. But she gasped as she realized a few were getting around her line of defense, one stinging at her neck as she gasped and smacked her hand at it, then another daring to run up the bustle of her dress as her pink eyes widened and she dropped the pot and ran like hell, right towards the lake where she plummeting clean into the waters.
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And on the other side f the lake....
Aella had been minding her own business, excitedly preparing for the day as one of her servants was tending to her pretty pink make up and flowers adorning her long, shining blonde hair when she heard a scream on the other side of the lake. Turning around with a gasp, Aella placed two hands to her cheeks and cried, "Oh! That poor girl has fallen into the water!" Little did she know...
Duchess Melora took one look across the water and sneered, placing a hand upon Aella's shoulders as a gesture for her to move back from the shore line.
"You shouldn't stand so closer to the waters yourself. Now, wait here a moment while I go speak to General Serenus again. It seems he had gotten my letter," her mother stated, grinning widely, like a cat, as she abandoned Aella temporarily to slip off towards where their carriage was parked behind a coven of trees.
Aella simply nodded, standing there at full attention as she waited for her mother to return, but she seemed to be taking an awful long time...
and as the sun continued to set, Aella found herself not only anxious, but now bored as she blew a breath upwards towards the bangs of her hair. ANd despite her mother's warning, she walked lightly along the shore line, her eyes curiously peering over towards where the other, pink-dressed girl had been flailing about in the waters and found herself smiling, even as she tried to tuck it away. It seemed like that girl ws having fun, and she sighed enviously.