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Jocelyn dressed to impress in Barley.

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Jocelyn had a trunk packed, and within a weeks time she was on one of Sundara’s newly built ships, leaving the dock Snow Mystic helped build, and on her way to Barley to find herself a husband….while Serafina and Melody ran Sundara in her absence….

What could go wrong?

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“I am sending you on campaign to find a husband. You have had many months but have been unsuccessful here at home. You will travel to our allied nations and present yourself at court to see if a match is available for you there. You will spend three months in each nation. Should you fail to find a husband before your return, I will choose one for you. Do not come back unbetrothed, Duchess Bennett, I have enough trouble finding my four children suitable matches. I don’t need you added to my list.”

Signed and Sealed,

Queen Sky Remington

P.S. You will begin in Barley, then Hillside.

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Sky, Clarissa, and Pari are to be moved over to the Ithilian-royals tumblr page. This page has now become Jocelyn’s solely.

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It was time to find a husband. Somehow…somewhere…

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“Your friend, the King of Snow Mystic is to be wed again. That’s his second marriage.” The woman on the council added with a glance around at the rest.

“And I haven’t been able to even garner an interest.” Jocelyn finished for them, trying to keep the hurt and anger from showing on her face. “Not from lack of trying, I can assure you of that.”

“Then try harder.” The same woman snapped back. “Or perhaps make yourself into a proper Duchess that doesn’t spend time at that black market, gambling brothel with complete strangers.” One of the men added in. “Men find women who are lady like attractive — not like our Ambassador.”

Jocelyn tried where hard not to sigh aloud as she listened to them rattle on about the qualities a ‘good’ Duchess should have. In the end, she could only fake a smile. “I shall try harder.” She promised them, even though that was only half true. She’s try harder to find a match, but she wouldn’t try hard to be someone she wasn’t. There had to be some man out there who would marry her as she was…a man like Teerin, wherever he had Mhaenir had gone….

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Her unknown powers…

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Stylish, yet simplistic.

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How Jocelyn feels most days when it comes to trying to find a courtship match…

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…The future…?

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The rain could make everything look so fresh and new…and everyone, regardless of rank or title, look the same.

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Pretty as a princess, but as dangerous as a siren.

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The King and Queen were seeking men to court both of the eldest princess, Melody and Serafina.

Jocelyn was now running out of time to choose her own suitor before she would be betrothed to whoever the King and Queen chose as well…

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Lady in Red

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She could sparkle and shine…even in the dark.

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Walking the streets of Sundara.

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The scent of blood is what drew Esme to them…

She found them in the forests around Barley — Alexandria’s pup and the male. They were giving offerings of blood and words to the forest, asking for Alexandria to be saved.

Shifting from her red wolf form, Esme stepped out from the trees upon bare feet while icy blue eyes studied them both. “Ye pray for Alexandria, pup, why?” Esme questioned, unaware of what had transpired only a couple of days ago. Fallon’s eyes flew open as she started in surprise, looking immediately to where Esme stood. A mark of blood on rested on her forehead, startling against her pale flesh. “Momma gave birth to the twins. It went badly and now she won’t wake up.” She explained as Raoul watched on silently. “Where’s daddy.”

Esme frowned at the news that Alexandria had had her pups in her absence, and that the birthing process had caused damage. Icy gaze hooded itself when the young pup asked about Alexandria’s mate. “He did nae come. A female begged his attention and he gave it.” She explained slowly. “Those there called her Aurora.” Fallon’s face fell at the news her father had stayed behind to spend time with Aurora instead of coming to be with his wife. He should have been there to help her mom — he would have known how to wake her up. “I did nae like the female. All the male’s there could nae keep their attention off her. She tis dangerous, and she should nae have gone off with Alexandria’s mate alone. Tis nae proper.” Who knew what the female’s motives had been! Her scent had been all over the place, after all.

That bit of news cause Raoul to frown now, as tears began to glisten in Fallon’s eyes. “I want my momma to wake up.” She whimpered. “Why won’t she wake up?” Neither Esme nor Raoul had an answer for her, but the male took the pup into his arms and held her while she cried silently. “We will find a way, Fallon. Gaia will hear our prayers and give us a way to save Alexandria.” He whispered softly to her. Esme merely glanced away. “I will convene with Aviva to see what she wishes done.” Aviva was Alynna’s littermate, and therefore one of the few Esme trusted. She was also one of the only two leggers Esme knew in Barley.

Dipping her head to the two, Esme turned to head towards town, already having a feeling she was going to be heading back to Snow Mystic once again.

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