First 👑 Lost without Direction [Open]

[silent_beauty]

Who; Princess Luna & You!!!
What; Trying to be brave.
Where; Around the city.
When; April 17th - 23rd.
Warnings; MAX CUTNESS


17th - House of Solace Orphanage

A small figure stood outside of the Orphanage with a steady frown pointed at the large building. She understood what it meant but denial crept through her little body like a snake. She wasn't an orphan. Her mother and father were alive but it didn't matter in this kingdom because her family wasn't here with her. She was alone and it was something that she wasn't able to get used to. It'd been two days since she'd first arrived and her loneliness only grew with each passing hour.

The nights were the worst. She didn't want to return to the orphanage where she was forced to try and sleep while unsettling thoughts plagued her. Perhaps she's cursed like her mother. She'd been told that this world wasn't a curse but what else could it be called.

Luna sighed softly before turning away from the Orphanage and walking down the street. When she grew hungry she'd have to return but for now, she was going to avoid the daunting building. Her shoes were a little too big, borrowed from Mono, and every few steps she tripped before regaining her footing once more.

She had no idea where to go or what to do.

20th - Nightime Storm

The nights were the worst and the sudden storm made it unbearable. Luna had hidden under her bed with a blanket over her head for the first hour but she could still hear the rumble and see the bright flashes of light through the nearby window. She cried silently making her throat ache for the voice that she'd lost. She wanted to call someone to come save her but no one could hear her cries.

She thought of her twin brother and knew that he'd have been there with her, holding her to protect her from the angry god that cried out for justice. Sole wasn't with her. It was time for her to be brave.

Luna gathered her blanket and wandered out into the rain. It was difficult to see but she'd been to Mono's home when he'd given her a pair of shoes and she was positive that she knew the way. The wind battered at her tiny form and if she'd been any taller then she would have blown away but she stood strong with her tiny fingers clinging desperately to the blanket wrapped around her shoulders.

Her steps stumbled to a stop when she spotted a figure in the distance. She couldn't make out what it was but stopped, falling to the ground as fear froze her tiny limbs.

23rd - Midday Songs

Her time in the city had been stressful and not without incident but there were calm moments too. In between the hours she found herself looking up at the sky with a thoughtful gaze. Was the storm truly over or was this a lull. Luna had never liked stormy weather and the castle she'd once lived in did nothing to define the noise. It was for this reason that she'd first begun to learn how to play the harp.

The small lyre that she'd been given from Llyewelln sat on her tiny legs as she carefully plucked the cords. The notes were a little different but the strings were the same.

Luna sat on a random street corner and began to gently pluck the lullaby that her mother used to sing to her. It wasn't overly complicated and even when she fumbled she was able to recover and recall the remainder of the song. It was far from perfect and she played one of the sets twice having forgotten what had come next but it was a lovely song. If it wasn't for the frown and slow draw of her fingers it might have sounded happy.

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[silent_beauty]

Luna followed to the bathroom but hesitated before stepping into the small room. She wasn't familiar with this room but had been told what a toilet was and how to use it at the orphanage. Chamber pots weren't used in this world however, the plumbing of the city was much more sophisticated than a meer bucket.

She looked back at the detective and waited for him to leave before playing with the door. The lock was strange because it locked from the inside. This wasn't a cell then but truly a private room for dispelling waste. Luna looked back at the clothes and towel but before she began to dry off she cracked open the door to see if Pretzel was outside and wanted to come in to keep her company.

Luna didn't like being alone, even for short periods of time. It made her nervous but Pretzel made her feel confident again.

No matter the pup's choice, she dried, peeled off the wet clothes, and hang them on the back of the toilet to dry. Once they were carefully placed she finished drying and then pulled the dry shirt that Llewellyn had given her over her head. It was a strange design for a dress but it covered her and she was happy to have the warmth that it offered. Luna used the second towel to dry her hair but sat on the bathroom floor to braid the damp strands. It wasn't perfect but it helped keep her new shirt dry and she wouldn't have to worry about dripping on the floor as she walked through her savior's home.

When she was finished she peeked her head out of the bathroom door and then set off to explore. Llewellyn would surely find her and if she had Pretzel as company then she wasn't truly tracpassing.

[gadaboutdetective]

Once Llewellyn was sure Luna would be alright, he disappeared upstairs to get dried off and changed himself. Wincing slightly at the soaked state of everything as he tossed things in a basket they used for laundry. He’d have to see about taking care of that later, he supposed… But for now he needed to get changed and get back to tending to the surprise guest… He was still rather worried about the state he’d found her in, and that she was out so late alone.

At some point, he knew he’d have to call the orphanage to let them know he’d found her, but he was a little miffed at them for not keeping an eye on those in their care. She could have been hurt out in this, after all. But for now, he let the matter lie. It wasn’t like he was going to take her back out in that mess to return her to that place… That would be both cruel and foolish, and he didn’t have the heart for that. Maybe he was soft, but… he didn’t care. Children should be cared for, and kept safe, and too often they weren’t in his experience.

Meanwhile, when Luna opened the door, it didn’t take long for Pretzel to poke his head in and rest it on the floor while he waited for her to finish. After all, the hound had decided he was her good little guard and he would make sure she was alright after all that storm. He let out a little whine to say hello, tongue flicking out lightly for a moment before he settled for watching her braid her hair.

It wasn’t until she moved to leave the bathroom that the hound got up and moved to trot at her side as she explored, tail wagging lightly, as he gave her a ‘tour’ of the place. The door that had been opened to the bathroom at the time led to the small sitting room for entertaining guests, that had a nice big fireplace and a plush looking red sofa. It was cozy, even if it clearly wasn’t quite finished yet, between needing furniture and some more decoration. Much of the house was the same, though, as they’d just moved in that month.

The dining room had a table and chairs, the guest room had no furniture as yet due to them trying to decide what to do with it… The kitchen, of course, was fully furnished with clean counters and an old-fashioned stove, ice box and sink. The counters clean aside from a few morning necessities like a kettle and teapot. It still needed a coat of paint, but it was clearly kept tidy for use.

Upstairs was a mystery unless she went up, but Llewellyn wasn’t long in descending from the second floor. “Luna?” He called out gently, adjusting the collar of his shirt as he looked to see where the girl had gotten to. He didn’t expect her to still be in the bathroom, and hoped to find her comfortable on the sofa or something. He had a few blankets tucked under his arm that she could use to curl up in if she wanted to. At least after he got her something to eat and had another word with her about the evening if she was willing to talk.

[silent_beauty]

Her bare feet stepped silently as she began to explore the first floor of the large house. Pretzel on the other hand was not quiet with little clicks of his paws and nudges to show his new best friend around his home.

They quickly walked from room to room with nothing particularly pulling at Luna's attention. It wasn't until she found a small bed on the floor that looked like it belonged to Pretzel that she stopped and curled up with her four-legged hero. The young princess smiled and rested her head on the pillow, waving for Pretzel to lay next to her for her to pet.

Luna heard her name being called but didn't respond. It was impossible for her to speak and she didn't want to make a mess to let him know where she was. She also didn't know what room she was in but at the same time, she was sure that Llewellyn would find her quickly enough.

Or perhaps Pretzel would reply for her so that he'd know where they had wandered off too.

[gadaboutdetective]

Pretzel didn’t take long to trot over to the bed where she’d curled up. She found one of his favourite places! The comfy bed, newer than the little pillow he’d had in the apartments and definitely had room for two as long as the two in question, was on the smaller side. So it was perfect for a little princess and her wrinkly hero.

Though at the sounds of Llewellyn calling out as he descended the stairs, the hound gave a light bar to let the man know where they were. Either because the hound realized that Luna was quiet and couldn’t speak up for herself, or because he was used to greeting the man upon his arrival. It brought Llewellyn around the corner to the cozy sitting room with a curious little expression as he took in the sight. “There you two are, I uh- see you’ve gotten comfortable.” He commented with a smile, crossing the room and sitting on the arm of the sofa next to the dog bed as he unfolded a blanket.

He didn’t want to disturb how cozy she looked, but the detective couldn’t help but wonder if she’d be more comfortable on the sofa instead. More room, after all, and easier to wrap up in a cozy blanket… But Llewellyn supposed he could address that after. For now, he was hoping to make sure she was warming up. ”Looks like the shirt is fitting alright, and hopefully warmer than your little dress. I’ll hang it to dry with the other things in a little while.” He held out the smaller unfolded blanket to her to start with. “You can wrap this around your shoulders though, if you like. I was thinking you might want something to eat, hm?” Something to eat and a little chat before he got her settled to sleep. Surely she must be a bit hungry after her ordeal.

At least that was how Llewellyn had always felt after being through something, a comforting bit of something to eat. A sandwich, or maybe a bit of soup broth in a mug to help warm her up. Surely they had something like that, and it wouldn’t be too difficult for him to make or reheat… He wouldn’t burn the kitchen down with only that much.

[silent_beauty]

Luna looked up from the pillow with a slow sleepy blink. She didn't want to fall asleep now that she had company to protect her from the storm but it was late and every minute took effort for her to keep her eyes open. She pushed herself up to her elbows and grabbed the blanket that Llewellyn had offered.

Watching her unfold the blanket was awkward but she eventually got the warm fabric curled around her and Pretzel with other their heads sticking out.

The thought of something to eat brightened her sleepy gaze and she nodded but she wasn't sure if she could stomach anything solid. Her stomach hurt but something warm to drink would be perfect. She wondered if he had warm milk but when she tried to speak it was silent. Luna frowned and then tried to mime the act of drinking for him to understand.

[gadaboutdetective]

Llewellyn watched as she seemed quite content to remain curled up there with Pretzel, and he was rather glad they had invested in a slightly larger dog bed considering the old pillow he used before would have been far too small… It was a sweet image, really, even if it wasn’t quite where he’d hoped to get her settled for the night. Surely the sofa would be better…

If only they’d had their guest room finished, he supposed, he could have at least moved the two in there as well. Something, he supposed, he should have a word with his husband about finishing should this happen again. Really, Llewellyn realized he was going to have to tell Rhy about all of this as well, because it was going to stick in his mind for a while and he needed to talk to someone about it… Especially in the event that this became a more regular occurrence if Luna found her way here when she didn’t want to be alone.

As she mimed drinking, Llewellyn caught on rather quickly. “You would like something to drink instead? Mm… I can probably manage that.” The detective rubbed the side of his face thoughtfully. Not water. She needed something a little more filling. “Would you like some warm soup broth? Or perhaps a glass of warm milk before you try to get some rest?”

Pausing awkwardly, he realized she might not know how to indicate one or the other. Thoughtfully, he continued a moment later. “If you want broth, then hold up your left hand, or the right if you want milk.”

[silent_beauty]

Luna bobbed her head in a tired nod. She didn't know how long it would take to warm up a drink but she knew it would help. Warm milk was what her mother gave her when she couldn't sleep and it was a comfort of home that she missed.

She looked at her two hands and then raised her right hand. It had taken her a second but she knew her left from her right. Her brother had taught her as soon as he began learning how to hold a sword.

The thunder crashed and she jumped, wrapping her arms around Pretzel because surely her four-legged hero could protect her from the elements that raged tirelessly outside.

[gadaboutdetective]

Llewellyn smiled a little. Clearly, she was exhausted (and he certainly didn’t blame her). So he didn’t take long to heat up some milk and bring her a mug of it to drink.

While she finished it, he gathered up a couple more blankets to tuck her and Pretzel in with (since he seemed quite protective and like he intended to remain glued to her side) for the remainder of the evening. “Get some rest, Luna.” He added softly, taking the mug to return to the kitchen to wash it before finding his way to the sofa to stretch out on and keep an eye on the other two in case they needed him through the night.

He’d return her to the orphanage tomorrow… Even if he realized that he didn’t really want to, not really… But unsure of what Rhy would think of that, he’d have to talk to his husband afterward.

In the meantime, he would do his best to make sure she knew she could visit anytime she needed. Whether she didn’t feel safe somewhere, or needed to talk, or even… even if she just wanted to see her favourite little four-legged friend.