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Bingo Spam #4 1/5
Title: Going for a walk
Prompt: Sunset stroll
Rating: G
Content Note/Warnings: From the same universe as Bears A-Go-Go
“M’lady, you should let me…”
Jenith snatched the bear away from the maid and turned her back on the woman. She wasn’t giving him up. Yes, he was stained and battered and more than a little worse for wear, but he was hers and he’d stood by her, no matter what.
“Go away.”
She didn’t like the maid that always came to tend her. She didn’t like this castle with its echoing halls and the obsequious servants. Living on the street was better than this.
Save it was warm here, and there was plenty of food – so much so that Jenith knew she was putting on weight. Plus, there was never a worry about finding a place to sleep, or just who might be lurking around the corner.
Jenith turned to stare out the window, ignoring the sounds of the maid leaving. When the door closed behind the woman, Jenith collapsed on the trunk at the end of her bed. It would be better if Zukel was here, but when she’d made her little wish, she’d summoned him away from duty.
Her fingers brushed the necklace around her throat. She could do it again, but Bear would get angry with her. Besides, she was fifteen, a former merchant’s heiress – or maybe still heiress to his holdings, she wasn’t sure – and had lived on the streets.
Surely handling a few servants and the sidelong looks of those that lived here would be simple.
Right?
Jenith huffed out a breath and stared out the window, her chin resting on the head of her stuffed bear. Even though Zukel had found her again, she’d refused to give it up. It made her feel safe, and that was always in short supply.
The sun was slowly sinking behind the buildings that surrounded the small garden. She could slip out and simply go for a stroll. She’d become adept at climbing in and out of windows – when it was pouring down rain and you found an open window, if you didn’t want to get wet, you learned how to climb in and out.
She looked over her shoulder at the door. The maid would be coming back to try to force her into some dress or another for dinner. Jenith knew what the dinners were – her adopted family had had business meetings at dinner when she was a child. She’d hated them then, and she hated them now.
And, Zukel had said she could do anything she wished, as long as she didn’t leave the castle without an escort…
Jenith leapt to her feet and grabbed a pair of scarves. She fashioned her bear a couple of loops that went over her shoulders. It hung snug against her back. Then, she pushed open the window.
Two story drop to the garden looked foreboding, but she’d climbed down from higher before.
One slim leg went over the sill. The toe of her boot searched for a hold and found it in the craggy stone that made up the wall. Her second leg came over and she had a brief moment of panic as she couldn’t find a second toehold. Once she found it, it was only a matter of minutes before she dropped lightly to the ground and dusted off her hands, satisfied.
“Where are you going?”
She knew that growl!
Jeni whipped around and peered into the shadows, trying to find him. Her eyes squinted against the dying light of the sun until she found the two yellow eyes watching her from deep in the shadow of a tree.
“For a walk?” She offered.
Zukel stepped out of the shadows and looked pointedly up at the window then back down at her, his ears twitching in the breeze. “Out the window?”
Jeni nodded. He had been gone, he wouldn’t understand. She hated this place. She wanted to go back to her adopted family’s home, where the servants treated her like furniture and she was more than welcome to do as she damned well pleased.
Zukel snorted and shook his head. “Come join me. It seems I made a mistake in leaving you here.”
Jeni strolled along next to him. The twilight grew darker as night began to take over. “You said there was nowhere else to take me.” She reminded him, stepping around a bush next to the path.
He made a sound that almost reminded her of a purr. “At the time, there wasn’t.”
She looked up at him sharply. Was he going to take her someplace else now?
“But now? I think we might be able to leave and go someplace far more interesting.” Zukel looked down at her.
She tried to keep the excitement off her face. She tried to simply look interested, but slightly bored. It was an expression everyone else wore when talking to her. By the twitching of his ears, Jeni guessed she failed.
“I’ll tell you in the morning.”
Jeni huffed out a sigh. Figured. Still, at least he wasn’t sending her back to that room. Her boots scuffed the grass as they strolled through the garden.
Prompt: Sunset stroll
Rating: G
Content Note/Warnings: From the same universe as Bears A-Go-Go
“M’lady, you should let me…”
Jenith snatched the bear away from the maid and turned her back on the woman. She wasn’t giving him up. Yes, he was stained and battered and more than a little worse for wear, but he was hers and he’d stood by her, no matter what.
“Go away.”
She didn’t like the maid that always came to tend her. She didn’t like this castle with its echoing halls and the obsequious servants. Living on the street was better than this.
Save it was warm here, and there was plenty of food – so much so that Jenith knew she was putting on weight. Plus, there was never a worry about finding a place to sleep, or just who might be lurking around the corner.
Jenith turned to stare out the window, ignoring the sounds of the maid leaving. When the door closed behind the woman, Jenith collapsed on the trunk at the end of her bed. It would be better if Zukel was here, but when she’d made her little wish, she’d summoned him away from duty.
Her fingers brushed the necklace around her throat. She could do it again, but Bear would get angry with her. Besides, she was fifteen, a former merchant’s heiress – or maybe still heiress to his holdings, she wasn’t sure – and had lived on the streets.
Surely handling a few servants and the sidelong looks of those that lived here would be simple.
Right?
Jenith huffed out a breath and stared out the window, her chin resting on the head of her stuffed bear. Even though Zukel had found her again, she’d refused to give it up. It made her feel safe, and that was always in short supply.
The sun was slowly sinking behind the buildings that surrounded the small garden. She could slip out and simply go for a stroll. She’d become adept at climbing in and out of windows – when it was pouring down rain and you found an open window, if you didn’t want to get wet, you learned how to climb in and out.
She looked over her shoulder at the door. The maid would be coming back to try to force her into some dress or another for dinner. Jenith knew what the dinners were – her adopted family had had business meetings at dinner when she was a child. She’d hated them then, and she hated them now.
And, Zukel had said she could do anything she wished, as long as she didn’t leave the castle without an escort…
Jenith leapt to her feet and grabbed a pair of scarves. She fashioned her bear a couple of loops that went over her shoulders. It hung snug against her back. Then, she pushed open the window.
Two story drop to the garden looked foreboding, but she’d climbed down from higher before.
One slim leg went over the sill. The toe of her boot searched for a hold and found it in the craggy stone that made up the wall. Her second leg came over and she had a brief moment of panic as she couldn’t find a second toehold. Once she found it, it was only a matter of minutes before she dropped lightly to the ground and dusted off her hands, satisfied.
“Where are you going?”
She knew that growl!
Jeni whipped around and peered into the shadows, trying to find him. Her eyes squinted against the dying light of the sun until she found the two yellow eyes watching her from deep in the shadow of a tree.
“For a walk?” She offered.
Zukel stepped out of the shadows and looked pointedly up at the window then back down at her, his ears twitching in the breeze. “Out the window?”
Jeni nodded. He had been gone, he wouldn’t understand. She hated this place. She wanted to go back to her adopted family’s home, where the servants treated her like furniture and she was more than welcome to do as she damned well pleased.
Zukel snorted and shook his head. “Come join me. It seems I made a mistake in leaving you here.”
Jeni strolled along next to him. The twilight grew darker as night began to take over. “You said there was nowhere else to take me.” She reminded him, stepping around a bush next to the path.
He made a sound that almost reminded her of a purr. “At the time, there wasn’t.”
She looked up at him sharply. Was he going to take her someplace else now?
“But now? I think we might be able to leave and go someplace far more interesting.” Zukel looked down at her.
She tried to keep the excitement off her face. She tried to simply look interested, but slightly bored. It was an expression everyone else wore when talking to her. By the twitching of his ears, Jeni guessed she failed.
“I’ll tell you in the morning.”
Jeni huffed out a sigh. Figured. Still, at least he wasn’t sending her back to that room. Her boots scuffed the grass as they strolled through the garden.