|Combine this face...|
(Known by her closest friends as Luci)
Luci lowered her gaze and plucked the strings a little faster. “I would very much like to go dragon riding with Aleida. Her dragons are well-trained—you’ve seen how gently they draw her carriage.”
Father cleared his throat, the sound like loose rocks tumbling down a mountain. “That is not a particularly . . . er, ladylike activity.”
Luci picked the next note harder. Simply because it requires one to wear trousers? Aleida wears breeches all the time.
“Nor is it safe,” Mother put in. “What would Iror do if the crown princess plummeted to her death on the rocks?”
Oh, and because some of the questions are worded for more modern stories, I'll be tweaking a few along the way to fit my classic fairy-tale setting.
|With this hair (though not quite as red),|
and you get Luci.
So without further ado, curious questers, let us begin.
|Baby Luci--isn't she adorable?|
"Like asking someone to sit and just breathe for an audience. Ridiculous and dull."