Maylene and Evindal
After being sent to the boarding school, Maylene decided that life without the connection to her mother did not have to be terrible, and she put forth a positive attitude every day in an attempt to keep from taking the anger she felt towards her parents out on everyone else; she cried at night after the students in her dorm had fallen asleep to keep them from knowing there was something bothering her. The young elf was kind to the other students, arrived in every class early, answered the instructor’s questions when she was called on, and stayed after late whenever assistance was needed.
Each period when grades were posted, the royal elf was on the Dean’s List, and everyone was in awe of her intelligence; no one, except the chancellor, knew who she was or where she’d come from, and she relished that fact.
In November, when the students went home for a few days of massive amounts of food, the royal one stayed behind at the school, and she got to know the elves who worked behind the scenes at the school. The following month, everyone else left for over two weeks, and again, Maylene was at the school; a few of those she’d met previously, got together, and made sure their friend had something under the tree every year she attended.
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On her eighteenth birthday, when there were no telepathic connections from her mother or her father, she made herself a promise that she would only live her life detached from the royal elves living in East Zeerk; she would never turn her back on the planetary princess, Ecko, but the rest were non-existent in her mind. Due to the fact that Maylene knew there had to be some kind of guidance and love and support from family, she sought refuge in Uleena and Untermeyer’s parental stance that had been an automatic behavior displayed when she arrived at the castle, and it was something she had respect for just as rapidly.
When she started seeing Evindal on a more regular basis, he would ask permission to take her out, every time, but it was not required. Mostly, the continental queen and king were there for moral support, and whenever the moment called for it, one or the other ruler would apply their advice. The royal one and the citizen switched weekends with each other in order to have time with both families, the compromise had been easily won for Evindal, and she did not mind making the concession. On the weekends when the visitation was with his family, Minister Edgar always had new anecdotes that made Maylene laugh, and the citizen liked watching their interactions together; he took pride in knowing that both of his parents adored her, because it was his intention to propose, and it was vitally important to him that they approved.
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On the Friday before Evindal’s proposal, the citizen found his girlfriend in the library where they first met, and his heart quickened making every pore of his skin begin to sweat. He wanted to tell her know their plans for that weekend had changed, but had to be careful of his word choice, so as to not let on about her surprise; he’d never been good with secrets and felt terrible having to keep anything from her. Still, in order for the plan to work, an omission and slightly altered version of the truth would have to wear on his mind until after her answer.
Clearing his throat, he said, “Hello, there sweetheart.”
“I wasn’t expecting you until tomorrow, hon. Is there something wrong?” Maylene inquired.
“No, not at all. Does there always have to be a problem in order for a guy to see his gal without making plans to do so?” He wanted to know.
“Not necessarily, but this is out of character for you. Therefore, I ask again, Evindal Marshall, is there something going on I don’t know about? Because you are acting strange,” she replied.
Unnerved over the use of his middle name, but determined to accomplish his goal, he quickly responded, “There’s been a change in the plans for this weekend, instead of dinner at my parents’ place, I’m taking you to a nice restaurant.”
“To be perfectly honest, that is something going on, I don’t know about, F. Y. I., and since when did you get so bossy, mister?” The royal one said.
“I’m not trying to be that way, it’s just that you spend a lot of time alone, and I thought...
Each period when grades were posted, the royal elf was on the Dean’s List, and everyone was in awe of her intelligence; no one, except the chancellor, knew who she was or where she’d come from, and she relished that fact.
In November, when the students went home for a few days of massive amounts of food, the royal one stayed behind at the school, and she got to know the elves who worked behind the scenes at the school. The following month, everyone else left for over two weeks, and again, Maylene was at the school; a few of those she’d met previously, got together, and made sure their friend had something under the tree every year she attended.
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On her eighteenth birthday, when there were no telepathic connections from her mother or her father, she made herself a promise that she would only live her life detached from the royal elves living in East Zeerk; she would never turn her back on the planetary princess, Ecko, but the rest were non-existent in her mind. Due to the fact that Maylene knew there had to be some kind of guidance and love and support from family, she sought refuge in Uleena and Untermeyer’s parental stance that had been an automatic behavior displayed when she arrived at the castle, and it was something she had respect for just as rapidly.
When she started seeing Evindal on a more regular basis, he would ask permission to take her out, every time, but it was not required. Mostly, the continental queen and king were there for moral support, and whenever the moment called for it, one or the other ruler would apply their advice. The royal one and the citizen switched weekends with each other in order to have time with both families, the compromise had been easily won for Evindal, and she did not mind making the concession. On the weekends when the visitation was with his family, Minister Edgar always had new anecdotes that made Maylene laugh, and the citizen liked watching their interactions together; he took pride in knowing that both of his parents adored her, because it was his intention to propose, and it was vitally important to him that they approved.
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On the Friday before Evindal’s proposal, the citizen found his girlfriend in the library where they first met, and his heart quickened making every pore of his skin begin to sweat. He wanted to tell her know their plans for that weekend had changed, but had to be careful of his word choice, so as to not let on about her surprise; he’d never been good with secrets and felt terrible having to keep anything from her. Still, in order for the plan to work, an omission and slightly altered version of the truth would have to wear on his mind until after her answer.
Clearing his throat, he said, “Hello, there sweetheart.”
“I wasn’t expecting you until tomorrow, hon. Is there something wrong?” Maylene inquired.
“No, not at all. Does there always have to be a problem in order for a guy to see his gal without making plans to do so?” He wanted to know.
“Not necessarily, but this is out of character for you. Therefore, I ask again, Evindal Marshall, is there something going on I don’t know about? Because you are acting strange,” she replied.
Unnerved over the use of his middle name, but determined to accomplish his goal, he quickly responded, “There’s been a change in the plans for this weekend, instead of dinner at my parents’ place, I’m taking you to a nice restaurant.”
“To be perfectly honest, that is something going on, I don’t know about, F. Y. I., and since when did you get so bossy, mister?” The royal one said.
“I’m not trying to be that way, it’s just that you spend a lot of time alone, and I thought...