Must I need a motive for everything? For breathing? For a kiss? For not falling head over heals in love with someone else ( Read more... )

He sat, holding my hand through it all, listening to me converse with the Marquist. I didn't look at it before I dressed again, I want a proper look, when it's not inflamed, when the color has settled some. Brave as I was for my leaves, not so brave for my petals. Braver still him sitting there with me for those hours. Halfway through she stopped ( Read more... )

So many things yet to learn. It's plain to see.  Making a marque quick, does not equate to sure knowledge of her arts, or that one is more learned than another. It means just, that I have had more generous patrons than others. I'm no more experienced, than one who it just nearing their 18th natality ( Read more... )

I find myself battling words with him of late, and I do not like it. Like waves crashing against a bulwark, I mean not to, but it happens. Am I testing boundaries? Is this part of the growing, the blossoming and becoming more than I was before? 30 ducats. 30 Ducats after what is tithed to the house and Naamah from my assignations. Then I visit the ( Read more... )