just Sofiya. Nothing more. (s_capper) wrote in unforgivenrpg, @ 2010-11-20 23:58:00 |
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Sofiya was smiling even though her emotions were in chaos. Shopping had been a lot more fun than she had anticipated. She might have been anxious about what he would chose for her but after a full day of shopping she had come home with a lot of things she actually liked. Laying in bed the previous evening she had visualized Snow White dresses and pink frills. The reality was much better than what she had imagined. If only she could reconcile the man who had been shopping with her to the monster she expected him to be. Preparing the meal with Deirbhile was more of a leisurely activity than a chore, as she smiled and spoke to those around her. She wasn't completely at home but she was more comfortable than she had been in a long time. She was fond of the older woman and of Saoirse. It seemed that they were friends, she only felt like a slave when she was around Lorcan. Serving plates to a few of the men, she ignored their comments and rolled her eyes at their antics. She never responded, choosing to ignore their comments. Crossing the area where they ate, Sofiya entered Lorcan's tent to change into a comfortable tee and jeans. Her gaze fell on a familiar sight on the table and she diverted her attention away from changing. Picking up the note that accompanied paint set, she read it twice before squealing with delight. He had given her what she wanted even though he had pretended like he wasn't going to do it. Running her fingertips lovingly over the paints, she rushed to her bedroom to changer her clothes. Leaving the tent, she looked around quickly locating him. She couldn't keep from smiling broadly as she approached him. "Lorcan." she said when she was within earshot, calling his attention to her. |