sleeping beauty
she/her
25
July 15
lumiose city, kalos
bisexual
public relations
rising star
she looks like, if you bit her, honey and milk would flow from her
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luka chêne
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It’s rude to eavesdrop[break][break]
Even so, Luka can’t help but overhear some of the tales regaled to Calyrex by others. Some are grand tales, some are mundane. Most of them, in one way or another, are eloquently told, and she balks at the prospect of having to imitate them. [break][break]
For almost a week she turns up, only to leave before gifting the King one of her own— she’s never been all that creative, and she can’t think of anything to say. Compared to the snippets of everything else she’s heard, her own contribution seems insufficient. But when Calyrex notices her and fixes her with an intense stare, she feels compelled to speak. It would be rude not to, wouldn’t it? [break][break]
“Ah…um. Good evening your…Majesty?” The Calyrex is silent, though their rabbit ears perk slightly. Luka flushes and glances down at her hands, twisting them into the folds of her skirt. [break][break]
“R-right, so! Um. E-everyone else has a new story to tell you, but I…I mean, I-I’m not very good at that. So I’ll tell you an old one. Is that okay?” [break][break]
More silence. Luka has no choice but to take that as consent. [break][break]
”Have you ever heard the story of Cinderella?” [break][break]
She doesn’t expect an answer this time around, but still pauses for breath before continuing. [break][break]
“It was my favorite fairytale when I was a girl. It’s simple, really…a lovely young girl is treated terribly by her stepfamily, but no matter how many hardships she endures, she always remains steadfast and kind, and treats people well. I always admired that. [break][break]
Anyways, um…e-eventually, she has a chance to go to a ball, and meet a Prince. But her stepfamily won’t let her go. When she manages to scrounge up a dress to wear, they tear it to pieces. Just as she’s about to give up all hope, her fairy godmother appears, and gives her a beautiful gown and a carriage and four horses to take her to the ball-“ [break][break]
It all comes in a breathy rush. Luka pauses once, just to try pacing herself better, and continues. [break][break]
“Anyways, um. She meets the Prince, and they fall in love, and it’s all soo romantic. But the fairy’s spell ends at midnight, so she has to flee before she can tell the Prince her name. While she runs, she loses one of her shoes - oh, it’s a glass slipper, did I mention that? - and the Prince finds it. And he uses that shoe to find her again, because she’s obviously the girl of his dreams. [break][break]
And he does find her, and they live happily ever after. And it’s perfect, right? That’s how all fairytales go.” [break][break]
Another silence. This is the end of the tale, but Luka isn’t finished yet. [break][break]
“But is it? And do they? I always thought that that was a perfect story. I wanted to be just like Cinderella when I grew up. And then…I got a chance to be, I think. I met a Prince. A real one. And we- I mean…I loved him, anyways. And I thought it was perfect. I’ve always been a bit of an idealist that way, I think. [break][break]
Ah…if I had told my childhood self about that, I think she would have died of happiness. But the thing about fairytales is…they’re stories, right? That kind of thing never happens in real life. And the truth is… [break][break]
My prince was charming and handsome, but he wasn’t sincere. He wasn’t…we weren’t…it was never really real, you know? He wasn’t who I thought he was, but I never noticed. He was so good at pretending, right until he wasn’t. And then everything fell apart. [break][break]
But sometimes I think about how happy I was back then and I think that even if it was all just a farce, I’d still rather be back there, and know nothing, and be happy. Because I haven’t been happy in a long, long time.” [break][break]
It’s a truth she hasn’t confessed aloud to anyone. It comes out all in a rush, and quietly, as though she’s afraid someone else might overhear. [break][break]
“Is it better to be unaware and happy? Or to know everything and have to live with it? To be honest…e-even though I know the truth of it all, I’d rather still stick to my ideals. I don’t want to distrust everyone I meet. I don’t want to think that love- true love- doesn’t exist. I want to believe in the best in everyone because I think that that’s all we have, really. Is there a way for both to exist at once? Or does that realy just make me the naive fool that everyone thinks I am?” [break][break]
A soft, breathy laugh echoes past petal pink lips. [break][break]
“Sorry. That, um…t-that wasn’t much of a story, was it? I’ll try to do better next time, I promise.”
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