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✉️ ↪️ TRISTAN 💘

Ella: sounds perfect my darling. could you please get daisies if you see any? xx

Ella: i heard a lady talking today in the bakers about the school needing more help. i was thinking of going down tomorrow and seeing if i can be of any help. i've missed the twins awfully and i think being around children will put my mind at ease some xx

Ella: really? tris that's wonderful news! i hope i'll be able to visit it soon xxx

Tris: for sure my love x

Tris: that would work! I missed them too, God I hope they're ok you were great with the two of them I'm sure you'd be wonderful with other children too

Tris: I thought we could go riding after it's sorted xxxxx

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✉️ ↪️ TRISTAN 💘

Ella: i don't think so my love x

Ella: i've cleaned every surface of the house twice and made myself more aquatinted with the town. i don't know what to do with myself when i don't have to work x

Ella: there is no need to be sorry tris. although i have missed you x

Ella: i love you xxxx

Tris: alright so just something to eat for dinner and some flowers right?? Xxx

Tris: well I'm sure it looks great! There are plenty of jobs needed in town apparently maybe you should see if any of them would suit you x

Tris: I missed you more my love x

Tris: There are talks of people setting up a stables somewhere in town I thought that the idea might make you happy xx

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✉️ ↪️ Ellie 👑

Tris: so I'm heading to the shop is there anything we need while I'm out?

Tris: how's your day going sorry I left early this morning

Tris: love you xxx

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help; I kissed my wife and she gasped and covered her dog’s eyes saying, “not in front of the children!!!!!!”

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ofdreamvrs:

“We must always have courage.” she added softly. In the two days they had been apart, Ella had been trying to do the exact same thing. Two days may seem like nothing to some, but after spending every day together, the days felt like years without teasing over breakfast or stolen kisses in doorways. Their in-castle honeymoon had been cut upsettingly short, and with no Prince around to handle matters of state, the responsibility was thrust upon Ella’s shoulders. It wasn’t that she minded, of course she didn’t, but the fact she didn’t have much idea what she was doing. Although she had finally started to get the hang of things, she had to admit that she was glad to be free from the stress of royal life, even if it was only for a little while.

She sighed softly, shooting him a watery smile. “I suppose if everyone is safe and accounted for, we should have hope that things stay that way. But on the bright side,” she mused, grinning cheekily as she swung their arms back and forth playfully, “I suppose this is quite like one long honeymoon, isn’t it?” She quickly fell into step with him, keeping up with his long strides. She would have to get used to her new surroundings, but she supposed she could worry about that later.

“Of course I’m going to like it, my love. You’ll be living there.” She felt her cheeks redden at his words. There was something about him that made her feel giddy, the feeling only heightened by the feeling of his hand in hers. She felt like a child on Christmas as they strolled past house after house, each one as quaint as the last. Tears pricked at the edges of her eyes as she stood in front of her house. It reminded her of her childhood home, surrounded by a green lawn, the air fragrant with flowers.

She wished her parents were here. She wished they could see this, meet Tristan. She’s sure they’d both love him ( though not as much as her, as that would be impossible. ) She felt his hand in hers and she felt herself being grounded. She blinked away her tears and squeezed his hand, nodding firmly up at him. “Always.”

“And kindness,” Tristan added almost without even thinking. He knew what those words meant to Ella, to them both really. The biggest comfort Tristan had after being snatched away from home was the fact that Ella was there to see them through it, ruling suited her better than even him sometimes. There was a kindness and a feeling that seemed to follow with her, like no problem anyone ever brought her was too big or two small, perhaps that was why she was so beloved by their subjects. He thoughts fell to what the palace would be without the two of them there to warm it, the thought left him cold. He immediately felt sorry for the captain who was likely trying to hold the pieces together while the two of them were absent. 

Tris laughed gently as she played with their hands “That’s a good way to look at it,” he smiled. “we might as well try and enjoy ourselves, considering we weren’t going to have one before,”  He had been willing to sacrifice it of course, what with the wedding and the coronation, duty had to come first. Still there was a private, selfish part of him who had wished for that time with Ella, time as just a husband to give them the time to figure out just what marriage meant for the two of them.

“That’s a good point,” he grinned, watching the other’s face with an overwhelming feeling of joy Everything between them was still so new, the thought of being able to make her smile like that for the rest of their lives made his head spin. “Did I do a good job?” he asked playfully as they stood in front of the gate. He hoped she liked it, Tristan wasn’t sure how long they were going to be here so he wanted to make sure she was comfortable. “I was thinking we could get some more flowers to brighten things up,”

When he was sure she was comfortable Tristan lead her forward, making sure to keep an eye on her face to make sure she was comfortable. He then unlocked the door with the key he had been given and taking a few steps forward into the house, before turning to look at her once more. “welcome to our new home,” he replied with a grin “If I knew you were getting her I would have tidied up a little bit,”

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[Tristan:] Have you see the amount of books this realm has????[Tristan:] There are even non physical ones!

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[Tris:] Reminder that I love you ❤️️[Tris:] I got told about this meal called pizza today, I think we should try it for dinner xx

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[Tristan:] I think I’m doing this right…[Tristan:] Me and Ella are thinking of going out for dinner tonight since neither of us feel like cooking, do you and Belle want to come with?

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Bash and Kenna dancing. (✿ ♥‿♥)

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She smiled up fondly at her husband, the sincerity in his voice was almost tear inducing. It made her want to hold him closer and never let go, like an oxygen starved man clinging onto the last puffs of breath his lungs held. She shook her head fondly at their shared love of books, hoping that they’ll be reunited soon, but not before she became acquainted with her new home and cleaned up the mess her husband had left in his wake.

The thought of keeping a home filled her with a strange feeling. It had been a long time since she had cleaned and cooked for other people. She had just become accustomed to having other people do that for her, and as useless as it made her feel, she had to admit that it was nice not to have to worry about working her way through a long list of chores before the last light of day. Now that she was faced with the thought of doing it again, Ella wasn’t met with the dread she was expecting. The feeling bubbling in her stomach, however, could only be likened to excitement, excitement at the thought of looking after somewhere that was shared by the both of them, the promises of domesticity leaving her feeling all the more eager to see the house itself.

She pressed her lips against his once more in a silent thanks. Chestnut hues followed his movements, her smile broadening at the sight and the thought of him taking charge, and she silently agreed that the role of leader suited him. “I see you’ve been keeping yourself busy.” She said with a final glance to the square. “Are they any the wiser as to the nature of the spell that sent us here?” Her free hand came to clutch her other arm, the cool metal of her wedding rings deeply contrasted by the heat of her body next to his as he guided her towards their new residence for the foreseeable future.

She nodded intently as he spoke, her hand squeezing his at the mention of his old friend. “That’s wonderful, my darling. From your stories he sounds awfully interesting, I’m looking forward to it.” As her legs followed the path he was guiding her down, she found that they had quickly slipped back into their regular routine of chit chat. She paid no attention to her surroundings, only to him, and before long, rows of houses came directly into her line of vision. “Are we close?”

Her smile was like sunlight at the end of rain season, he had spent the past few days simply longing to see her so the fact that she was now smiling before him made him happier than perhaps anything else could have. He had never expecting to fall in love the way he had. Tristan had been trained from birth to accept an arranged marriage that would be beneficial to the kingdom, not to fall in love with a girl he met whilst out hunting.

To say Tristan was wary of what Ella might have been thinking or feeling at the idea of moving back into a house was a rather large understatement. She had been honest with him during the many afternoons they had been allowed together leading up to the wedding. He knew what she went through and would never want her to feel like that again. The prince could almost curse himself for the lack of skills he had in that area, he could hear his Father’s voice in his mind claiming how he was born to lead not to serve

“I didn’t think you’d like the idea of me moping around all day, even with how much I missed you,” he replied honestly. He tried to think like she might have in the situation, to put others before whatever needs he might have. Besides, neither of them were the type to simply standby when other people were in need of help. “Other than what we already knew about it being a counter spell no,” Tris sighed. “Though on a lighter note, the villains seem to be keeping to themselves for now,” He watched carefully as they crossed the street keeping an eye out for metal beasts. Cars? That was what the other’s had called them. The last thing he wanted was for Ella to have a fright.

He smiled gently as she spoke. “I think your going to like it here,” he told her gently. “All our friends are here at least, and we at least get the privacy we weren’t afforded at home,” that thought made him smirk as he moved to press a kiss to her cheek. “almost m’love,” he replied, beginning to feel himself become excited. They took a few further steps, past some of the still unclaimed houses and Belle and Adam’s own home before stopping before the building he had claimed for them. “here we are. Are you ready?” he asked playfully holding onto her hand in the hopes it might be of some comfort.

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fcndhearted:

It’s strange, hearing herself referred to as Robin’s. Though Marian’s thought of herself that way for years now, it had only been after his arrival in this strange town that they had decided to be together. Hearing someone else say it almost makes it feel more real. “Robin’s Marian,” she repeats, her smile growing at the words. “I suppose I am.” Although…. “How did you know that?” He had mentioned a friend from childhood named Robin, but Marian couldn’t recall her beloved ever mentioning a Tristan (perhaps she was too young to remember) so she didn’t make the connection. 

She lifts back up. “Forgive me. It’s habit.” Though she’s met so few of those in stations higher than her own, she had been over how to behave a million times. “And I have heard of royalty who would have someone’s head for less.” Not knowing him, not knowing what sort of ruler he is, she’s not taking any chances. 

Tristan and Robin had been friends when they were children, running about the castle when his parents had stayed as guests. Though as close as they might have been as boys, their communication had been more strained as adults. As Tristan had gotten older he had to taken on more of his Father’s responsibilities and from what he heard things in Nottingham were never easy. He was just glad that Robin had some people watching himself when the two of them were so separated. ”Rob mentioned you and the lads in his letters from time to time... It’s nice to finally put a face to the name,” 

“trust me I know, I got taught plenty as a child” There were so many different mannerisms he had stored in his brain, names to call dignitaries and other guests it was nice to be able to relax for once. “Have someone’s head?” he asked is disbelief. “I don’t know what royalty you’ve been mixing with but it doesn’t seem to be the good kind,”