My servant Devil - session 22
This session once again contained mature content at the very end, which I have cut off here. For those interested, check out My servant Devil on Wattpad.
They all travel together to the holy spring again. Abigail and Lucian theorising that it could be somehow connected with the cases in London, maybe the somebody who is stealing the flowers here could be using them on drugging and controlling the dwarves. Henrietta leads the way through the cave, now to a different tunnel than where the bath is, there is a small hole in the stone through which a soft ray of light falls through, which illuminates a perfect circular patch of greenery. She explains that they only bloom once a month when the moonlight touches them. It’s inside a perfectly round cave, smaller than the other one. In the middle is a little pond, the water is the same perfect turquoise mirror. There are no other entrances. Abigail searches the cave but fails to find anything suspicious.
Henrietta and Wolfgang take Abigail and Lucian back to the village, Abigail going to bed to catch up on the sleep she missed previous night. Lucian sits down next to her and pulls her on his lap, softly petting her hair as she dozes off.
Abigail has a very lovely deep sleep, dreaming about Lucian. She wakes up on Lucian’s lap, he is smiling down on her. They discuss their next approach - deciding that they cannot stay another month to catch the attackers, so instead they come up with a different plan. Lucian helps Abigail get presentable, then they go see the mayor and ask him for a carriage, and to gather the villagers in about two hours.
Lucian drives the carriage to Henrietta’s castle, where Wolfgang opens the door for them, leading them to tea room to wait for Henrietta, who walks in in a few moments, surprised to see Abigail back so soon. Abigail teaches Henrietta how to perform the ritual, so that if people get cursed, she can easily heal them. Then she tries to persuade her to get help from the villagers: “Maybe we could talk to the people of the village and they could help with guarding the flowers. Maybe they could protect them or at least see what's happening and you could then send me a letter about it. Of course we don't have to tell them about your... heritage, if you don't want to. I'm not sure how they'd take that.” Henrietta is hesitate at first, not wanting to get anybody involved in her problem but in the end she agrees that she cannot run and hide forever and they could help.
Henrietta accompanies Abigail back to the village where the mayor has gathered the people inside the pub.
Abigail leads the way to the pub and to the little stage they have there. Henrietta and Lucian stand next to her. “Good evening everybody. I’m sure you all wonder, what’s happening. I know, it’s difficult times, for everybody. The curse is awful but… we have a solution. Well, temporal one. But it requires your cooperation and understanding. The truth is, the curse has always been here and there is no way to get rid of it, however the countess here has done her best to keep the curse in check. Unfortunately, she cannot do that so well anymore because she needs special flowers for this and somebody has been stealing them from her recently. Therefore, she needs you to help protect the flowers and try to find the thief. Also, she now knows how to perform a special ritual which can save the cursed. Like Hanna was saved.” People ask whether the flowers are required for the ritual, Henrietta answers that: “Not directly but it’s important that we protect the flowers. We believe that somebody from outside is stealing them, that’s why Lady Maglocke came to visit us and help us.” People start whispering, surprised to learn that Abigail is a noble lady. This eventually leads them to conclusion that the flowers must be really important if a foreign noble lady came to investigate. The people agree to help and celebrate that there is a solution to the curse.
Abigail spends the rest of the evening and night by drinking beer and celebrating with the villagers. During the night, Hanna stops by for a moment to thank Abigail for saving her. Lucian is watching from nearby, not disturbing the fun, not really joining either.
The party stops only early in the morning, Abigail says her goodbyes to Franka, Karla, Hanna, Henrietta and Wolfgang. Lucian then leads Abigail to her room, half-carries her because she cannot walk properly herself. He tugs her in and wishes her goodnight.
Abigail’s dreams are haunted by her parents’ screams, ship on fire and Franka drowning her. However they don’t last long. Way too early, she is woken up by Lucian: ”My lady? We have to go. We have to leave now to catch the train.” She is very hangover, everything is spinning, she’s also incredibly tired because she got barely any sleep. Lucian gets her ready, they say goodbye to mayor Bongart and leave the village in a carriage. Abigail falls asleep during the ride.
Next, she wakes up on a train, on Lucian’s lap. Abigail is confused by that, Lucian explains that he carried her because he didn’t want to wake her up. He then leaves to bring her breakfast while she makes herself more presentable. She thinks out loud and realises that she’s heading home now and remembers the mess in which she had left. She knows what to do with Oliver now but what about Ambrose. “What’s the deal with you and Ambrose? You and Ambrose have hated each other since the first moment you saw one another.” Lucian says that he doesn’t trust him and doesn’t think that she should choose him, further expands: “I don't think you should be marrying him. I am sorry I am so direct and telling this to you and I know I should not influence your decision but... I think he is lying to you. Well I don't have proof for it, but I know your well-being isn't his number one priority.Don't put your trust in him. I don't want your heart to get broken. He wants to use you. He needs you, he is trying to manipulate you.” Abigail listens carefully, slightly worried. She isn’t planning on marrying him, she knows that now, but it’s still disturbing.
She thinks for a moment, remembering Lucian’s question from when they went on the trip and she smiles because she knows the answer now: “I think I have already made my decision on what to do with all this. I... I have found somebody else than the Whitlocks.”
“And... is that person worthy of your hand?” Lucian asks carefully, estimating.
“I- I think so… if he'll want it... otherwise I'll have to change my plans again.” Abigail answers, observing his face. Lucian is quiet for a moment then suddenly he gets up and falls down to his knee in front of her, taking her hands in his and looks up to her: “So, will you do me the honour to... choose me as your partner?” Abigail stares at him surprised. She didn’t expect this, definitely not this fast. Slowly, she unfreezes and smiles. “You... aren't saying anything. Am I too bold?”
“Yes!” Abigail answers in the same moment. “Yes? I am too bold?” Lucian asks sadly, pulling his hands back. “No!” she says quickly, trying to fix it. “No?” he looks down dishearted. She sees him struggling, so just grabs him and pulls him into a kiss. Eventually she pulls back with a smile: “Yes, I will.” He smiles back at her happily: “I promise I won't disappoint you. I would never lie to you or break your heart. I will never leave your side.” He then sits down next to her, holding her hands.
The train rides in the night, Abigail sits with Lucian, chatting occasionally, but mostly snuggling until the soft vibration of the train make her feel tired again. “Would you like to get some sleep my lady?” Lucian asks when he sees Abigail yawn. “Yeah, I think so. And you can call me Abby or Abigail or whatever you want.” she offers, Lucian however doesn’t seem very fond of that: “I would rather keep calling you my lady.” He helps her get ready for bed and get up on the bed on the sleep-over train. It’s getting cold again. “Uhm... w-would you mind...getting over here and warming me up again?” He shrugs out of his jacket and climbs up to Abigail. He apologises for taking up so much space but she hardly minds. He lies down behind her, then wraps his wings around her...
Jac’s Big 1000 Follower Party
AGH! It’s here! My big, scary party! With 1000 (and some change) friends to share it with! YAY!!! Get the balloons! I need to make a cake! WHERE ARE THE CLOWNS????
Oh wait. I’m right here!
In all seriousness though, I love and appreciate you all. When I joined tumblr about a month ago I never would have guessed that I would grow this fast, or that people would enjoy my writing projects. Now that we’re all here, though, it’s time to celebrate!
From whenever I wake up on Thursday, April 15th to 11 pm on Sunday, April 18th I’m giving back to all of you using this fun, celebratory, emoji-coded list! Just send me an ask with the emoji and any extra needed details and I’ll make it happen ASAP!
Now that that’s out of the way, here are your options!
🦐 - Get to know me with a question or two from this list of prompts!
🎸 - Send me your name/a title and I’ll make you a playlist of ten songs!
🗑 - Ask me a question about any of my fics/my writing process! No question is too serious or too silly!
🐌 - Give me a song and a character from my masterlist and I’ll offer a headcanon for that character!
🍦 - Send me a tasty recipe and I’ll send you a tasty picture of Daniel Bruhl or Evan Peters!
🥒 - Send me a bad joke and receive a picture of something I love with a short explanation about why I love it!
And finally (and probably most alluringly),
🍄 - Send me a prompt from this list and a character from my masterlist and I’ll try to write a short (500-1000 word) drabble for you!
Basically, the goal is to have fun, get to know me better, and give me a chance to give back to you even an ounce of the love and care you give to me every day by supporting my content. Thank you again, each and every one of you, for choosing to make space in your lives for me. I am eternally grateful.
Now, let the party commence!
(Also, big thanks to @rainbowrobin for giving me the inspo for this weekend of fun! They’re the best!!!)
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