Aurora Rose Briar

“𝒯𝒽𝑒𝓎 𝓉𝒶𝓊𝑔𝒽𝓉 𝓂𝑒 𝒽𝑜𝓌 𝓉𝑜 𝓈𝓂𝒾𝓁𝑒, 𝒷𝓊𝓉 𝒽𝒶𝓋𝑒 𝓎𝑜𝓊 𝒽𝑒𝒶𝓇𝒹 𝓂𝑒 𝓈𝒸𝓇𝑒𝒶𝓂?” * 1800 𝓢𝓵𝓮𝓮𝓹𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝓑𝓮𝓪𝓾𝓽𝔂 * 𝓗𝓮𝓲𝓻𝓮𝓼𝓼 𝓽𝓸 𝓚𝓲𝓷𝓰𝓼𝓵𝓮𝔂 𝓑𝓻𝓲𝓪𝓻 * 𝓞𝓹𝓲𝓾𝓶 𝓪𝓭𝓭𝓲𝓬𝓽 * 𝓐𝓯𝓯𝓲𝓵𝓲𝓪𝓽𝓮𝓭 𝔀𝓲𝓽𝓱 @DisneyInDespair #DInD

@theaschenputtel — “What did you mean about being free and not having others make your decisions? Tell me what being free means, for I don’t think I can remember.”

@theaschenputtel — And then the clocks chimed and Aurora placed a hand on her mouth and giggled nervously. “Don’t tell anybody, it’s our secret. Otherwise they will send me to Thorne castle and I will sleep for many months.” She walked towards the painter and took her hand questioningly. —

Starter for @theaschenputtel There was a young female painter in London, that was started to be talked about in London’s polite circles. Somebody with a talent for colour and reproducing laces and silks on canvas. Most mother’s of debutantes were spending —

@ReginaGelida — “I think I get so lonely, I sometimes imagine things. But let’s smile for now. Maybe you could come and visit me one of these days?” Elsa and Aurora made a charming picture of innocence, framed in the sunny window. “I’m not sure what is real anymore, Elsa.”

@ReginaGelida Aurora stoped and wondered why she said that? Sometimes she said things and did things that made no sense to anybody, not even herself. “I’m sorry, I don’t know why I said that. I have been poorly lately.” The Briar girl rallied around and even smiled at Elsa. —

Starter @ReginaGelida Nothing could surpass the boredom of a pre-debutante party, where all the girls were dressed in white. Mothers and aunts sat on the sofas drinking tea and eating tiny cakes, while looking at the teenage girls that milled around with the look —

@BewareOfHounds — Thankfully modest girls were not supposed to look at guests, so she lowered her lashes and asked politely. “Are you one of papa’s business friends?” Aurora kept staring at her thorn ring and wishing the shadows stoped whispering.

@BewareOfHounds — good sir, for I am afraid that we have not been introduced.” The blonde girl folded her hands in her lap, though the blue eyes flickered to the wall behind the guest. She shivered, for the shadows on the wall told a different story. —

@BewareOfHounds — “Oh.” A perfectly normally dressed gentleman was sitting next to the fireplace and drinking sherry, obviously waiting for Lord Briar. The blonde girl gave a slight curtsy embarrassed. “I apologise Sir. I was looking for my father.”

@BewareOfHounds — a song that chilled her bones, a cold song. There was a light, not a light, something like green mist surrounding her father’s library door. Aurora turned the handle and walked in. —

@ReginaGelida — Everybody knew that Lady Briar’s daughter was extremely delicate, fighting consumption some whispered. But a good dowery made Aurora a good matrimonial prize. The two blonde girls leaned closer, as they whispered. “Are you better now? I think I also have that problem.”

@ReginaGelida “I don’t think I ever want to get married, not if I end up like them.” Aurora opened her fan to screen her face and smile at Elsa. They had been such good friends at finishing school, before some rumours started. “It has not been a good season, since I have been poorly.” —

@theaschenputtel — In the middle of the room, mounted on a small pedestal was the most enormous blue dress. It was diaphanous and embroidered with tiny fireflies and small roses that shone gold and pink. A dress for a princess, but not for a young girl. “What do you think of this?”

@theaschenputtel — The white doors painted with golden leaves shut and Aurora sighed, as if she put away a very heavy crown. “We can have an uninterrupted hour and those are few Ella. I truly envy your freedom. When I said that I don’t get to chose anything, it is the truth.” —

@ReginaGelida — “Let’s step onto the terrace, before I swoon and ask my mother to take me home.”

@ReginaGelida — and seemingly exchanging light kisses. The matriarchs presiding over the afternoon tea languidly used their fans and gossiped. “That’s lady Elsa? She is rich and still unmarried.” Aurora scrunched her nose, as if she knew what the women were talking about. —