~*the Prince.* Forwardmoved*~ - Tumblr Posts

it almost feels like the lines @forwardmoved gives are something either memorized and quoted time and time again or something that are said without second thought or hesitation. he says them just as ella used to recite passages in books back to her parents- the history of bogs hollow, tales from the unending desert, legends of the uncrossable sea, and far, far too much poetry, but the prince says these words with such practiced eloquence- she almost wants to accuse him of stealing them but shes never read them before, and hearing them… “You're exquisite. You're transcendent. And you are mine.”

in truth, ella almost envies the easiness of his tongue. her every word, every thought has been for the singular purpose of survival yet he has no worries. ella ashmore is trying her very best to play the part she is dressed as, but all the same, her thousands of fears cling to her with a cruel tightness. she feels she is out of her element, even this is everything she’s ever imagined. the only reason she’s gotten this far is relying on both the few lessons she learned from her parents, some of the… more tame things her stepmother has said, as well as well… things found in the limited romance books she’s read.

she is a star now. she is not herself- she is radiant and burning, transcendent, as he put it. she will burn so bright, she will be blinding. hopefully that light will be enough to cover her uncertainty.

" yours? " there's something so comical about the statement. she hasn't belonged to herself in so long. ella does not let herself linger on it, though. she smiles. she teases. " you are quite confident, my prince, aren't you? "