"Wait for a second," Lue said, a grin appearing on her face. "You've got a bit of snow in your hair." Her hand reached up, touching the front of his honey-brown hair and clearing the specs of snow from it.
Riven reflected her smile, breaking out his stare and placing the photo back to the side.
"Seeing that I caught you're not exactly doing much..," Riven started.
"Ouch."
"...I thought you'd want to hang out."
Before Luella managed to reply, an echo of a smashing vase erupted. Another one, she thought.
The ice fairy walked to the noise, Riven close to her. It had come from the same room it did before: Stella's. She approached the door and bent the handle, opening it to see Musa already inside somehow.
Before Luella had the chance of greeting Musa, she had spoken. "Wanna come out now?"
For a moment Luella scrunched her eyebrows in confusion at her friend's words until they unravelled themselves.
The girl who had left Alfea was standing upon them. It was Stella. And something about her had changed — her hair was let loose on the front, curled yet messy and she was no longer wearing a dress, skirt or anything fashionable, to show off anyway. It was odd to see the princess wear something so... normal.
Stella was back with the click of a finger.
Luella's jaw hung the slightest bit open but recovered.
She turned back to Riven who watched her in curiosity as Luella made a face.
"Is that my signal to go?" He asked.
"Unfortunately, yes," Lue answered, "it looks something has come up. Literally."
"Unfortunately?"
"Oh, hush," Luella said, motioning him out. "Though, if you ever feel like it, I'm up for your surprises."
"Till then, snowflake."
"It's Luella."
"Lue."
Luella rolled her eyes in a joking matter. "The door," she pushed, eager to see Stella explain herself. "I'll see you."
Once he left, she made her way back.
"Sorry," she said, taking a place in Stella's room.
Though Musa didn't seem fazed at all with her hands on her lap. She had sensed it, Luella thought. She must have realised that someone was there, now confirming it was Stella.
"New magic, not bad," Musa complimented.
"Thanks," Stella replied. The girl's voice was thicker than before, laced with an emotion Luella couldn't grab. Nervousness? Worry? Secretiveness? Relief? Maybe it was a mix of all. "I've had some practice."
"How long have you been here?" Luella asked in curiosity.
"A few days," she answered in a small voice.
Musa felt everything the light fairy could. She knew that Stella couldn't keep it in forever and because of that, she felt bad for her. "You wanna talk about it?"
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FanfictionON HOLD "And yet, she went stiff as stone when she saw his smiling face" - ˏˋ ❄️ ˊˎ - Luella lived in a world of magic and dangers and would now be going to a school to control that magic she had within her. Once she enters, she'd learn, she'd fig...
