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Posted: Sun Apr 05, 2015 9:31 pm
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Olea sighed and smile, stepping back from the tapestry that she had just finished with. With prideful nod of approval she ran her hands carefully over it before setting out a sheet on her bed and lay the tapestry out on the bed. With tender hands, she folded first the tapestry, then the protective sheet around it. Taking the precious bundle in her arms, she left her room and moved to ascend the stairs.
The closer she got to her destination, the more and more nervous she got. At one point, she felt like turning around and just going back to her room. And yet, there was was, standing at the door of Princess Cadence and Shining Armor's residence. Her knees shook a little as she knocked on the door, hoping that it would be the nameless prince who answered. Oh why hadn't she asked for his name? How had she forgotten to ask for a name?!
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Posted: Wed Apr 08, 2015 4:02 pm
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Olea felt her world stop for a moment as Cadence's voice drifted from behind the door. She knew that the Princess resided here, but she wasn't expecting her to be in! Panic suddenly overtook her and she seriously considered running away, but then that would be a rude prank to pay to Princess Cadence. So, instead, her ears drooped down in embarrassment as the door was opened and the beautiful Princess Cadence stood before her, radiant as always.
As yesterday's 'adventure' was mentioned, Olea felt heat rise to her cheeks and ears. "G-G-Good afternoon Pr-Pr-Princess! I-I-I-I'm doing ve-very well, thank y-y-you. I'm ve-ve-very sorry to ha-have pulled y-y-your son into that." Her voice nearly squeaked with nerves, and her nervous stutter was obvious. He had told her about the river?! Of course he had! Oh goodness gracious, Cadence was probably so furious with her for that.... why was she here again?
"I b-b-brought y-your so-son something for his tr-tr-troubles. A th-th-thank you... I'm s-s-s-sorry for bo-bo-bothering you." She looked down at the large, wrapped package in her arms, her ears still pressed flat against her head in embarrassment.
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Posted: Fri Apr 10, 2015 3:18 pm
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The crystal faunie attempted to hide behind her small cup of tea, listening as she described the three points of the 'adventure'. Oh goodness this was so incredibly humiliating and embarrassing. However, as she looked across at Cadence, she could see that the princess was attempting to hide her own grin.
"W-well, it started as I-I.. I quite literally bumped into your son." She blurted out, the nervous stutter giving away to her even more nervous faster speech. "I was already heading out to gather more dyes for my weaving, and for...well..."
Her eyes fell back on the package that she had brought. This had been a project long in the planning, but she had only been able to finish it yesterday after she had gathered more materials. "It'd had been pretty uneventful. I'm sure I bored him by going on into way too much depth about weaving. I was collecting the last plant that I needed, by the river, when the bank gave away and we both went in. Oh, Princess, I am so sorry. I know he was not hurt, but should something have happened to him..."
Her voice faded off as tears sprung up. She felt terrible that she'd put the prince into such danger.
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Posted: Sat Apr 18, 2015 2:56 pm
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"I... don't think he did." Olea paused, trying to remember back. She'd been so focused on her weaving that she really couldn't remember. "I honestly wasn't paying very much attention. I was focused on getting that basket done so I wouldn't waste any more of his time." She felt a little bad that she couldn't remember; she should have been paying more attention to her guest!
Her ears perked forward at the knock on the door, and she turned to see who was coming in. She felt her heart stop for a moment in anxiety. "Ah! Pr-pr-prince Chevalier! I-I-I-I'm feeling w-w-w-well!" She jumped to her hooves, and that was when disaster struck. Tea flew everywhere as she accidentally knocked over her cup, which landed, on the tray, broke, and sent everything else into a horrible motion. Olea's hands flew to her mouth, her eyes as wide as dish plates.
Silence seemed to stretch for hours, though it was only a few seconds, before Olea quickly dropped to her knees and began cleaning in a panic. "Oh gracious, I-I-I'm so so-so-sorry!" She kept her head low, feeling tears start to sting in her eyes. How did this happen?!
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