This gorgeous piece of artwork crossed my dash and the look of awe and surprise and wonder on Killian’s face blew me away so I just had to write something! Thanks to @waiting-for-autumn for letting me create a world around her artwork.
1k of fluff
Basically Princess Emma running away from a ball (
why, you ask? No, idea, I just draw stuff) and ending up in the arms of young Lieutenant Jones.He hasn’t seen her yet.
Princess Emma of Misthaven, known far and wide for her surpassing beauty, and he hasn’t even had the opportunity to catch a glimpse of her smile or her eyes or her long golden hair. It is starting to become a sore spot for Killian Jones. His older brother, Liam, who had graduated the Academy and entered the Navy three years before him has seen Princess Emma many times, apparently. She had been sparkling at balls and state dinners, focused and passionate at strategizing in the war two years hence, and brilliant at the intimate meals Queen Snow White and Prince Consort David hold for the officers who have earned especial esteem.
It was the letters that Liam had sent to Killian in the Academy that had made Killian daydream of the princess he hoped to see soon. It was the letters that at times made Killian wonder if Liam had fallen for the Princess, or if she was just exceptional.
But an entire month in the Palace and Killian had yet to even see the Princess at a distance, much less speak to her as his foolish heart was dreaming to do. His chance had been tonight, at the ball thrown in honor of the war’s heroes, when Princess Emma would surely dance with all the soldiers and sailors, even lowly fellows like Killian who hadn’t seen battle at all. Damn Liam for knowing his desire to finally meet the Princess and for assigning him to patrol outside the gates.
Some of the other men had accused Killian of benefiting from nepotism. He hardly knew what the word meant, with a brother like Liam.
Chasing down a daydream
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It All Starts With a Dance 