Rags to Riches (dirty rogue queen)

family and fear

Autumn's point of view: I have butterflies in my tummy the moment my love and I reach the door to my father's study. Nothing compares to the horrible feeling I got the moment my eyes scanned the room and landed on my father. My stomach dropped as if I was falling from high up, tightening my grip on my man's hand in fear. I forced my legs to follow his lead. My man leads us to the sofa across the one our parents are watching us from. My mother's face was all shock, and Blaze's mom's face had a big smile. Both mine and Blaze's fathers looked angry and stressed. Taking a deep breath and holding Blaze's hand in my lap, I said, "Family, I have marked and claimed Blaze to be my one and only forever. Everyone in the room takes in a sharp breath at once. My father was the first to speak with his eyes narrow on me. "What did you say?' as he stood to his feet, his eyes focusing in on my neck. His face turned red with anger instantly as he appeared in front of me in a blink of an eye. He had his hands on my chin, forcing my neck to the side. Rage in his eyes as he grew angrier by the second. My father yells," Marked! You impulsive brat! "You marked each other!" turning his gaze onto Blaze. I freaked out and reached for my father's hand and to try and pull him away from my love. The last thing I wanted was my father to harm my love or Blaze to harm my father. This action only caused chaos to erupt in the room. My mother flashed in front of me and slapped me so hard I felt dizzy. My father snapped out of it from the sound of me getting slapped and falling to the ground. My eyes looked up at everyone from the ground; moms holding moms and dads holding dads, my brother-in-laws were each holding one of my sisters back and the fairies were all circling above our heads. Blaze broke away from everyone and the hold my father had on his vest. He wrapped his body around me in a protective blocking manner. Willing to take any blow meant for me. I cried and screamed out with everything in me. "I love blaze, you all can hate me if you must. But I will never give up Blaze. He is mine! "The gods and goddesses gave him to me, and I will not go on living a single day without him," standing to my feet still wrapped in Blaze's arms. I close my eyes, drowning out words and looks from everyone. Embracing Blaze, I reach deep within me and, in my mind, I pictured a beautiful image of thick forest and waterfalls with a lake. Instantly, Blaze and I blinked to that location I pictured in my head. Feeling the wind in my hair I opened my eyes and looked at the astonished face of Blaze. Smiling, I say, "Blaze my love, I am sorry things did not go as we had hoped, but I have brought us to a place I saw a long time ago in a book. I am glad it is still as it appeared in the paintings, but I would like to make our own way in the world here, with you. from that day on we never looked back.

Autumn as a mom point of view: blinking my eyes and realizing I had a flashback as I told you the soft version of what happened sweety. I felt like I was re-living those moments. Since dad is almost ready to have you help him clean the fish, let's just end the story, because everyone in our family had been so upset with us being in love, we decided to make our own path in this world, my sweet little princess. It is a choice I would never take back. We have been blessed with you, and soon you will have a baby brother or sister. The largest smile on my face as I turned my attention to my amazing husband and gave him a wink and watched him blush and try very hard to focus on getting the fish and tools set up to teach our first child the life skills she will need. My heart filled with pride and happiness as I guided my baby girl to her dad. A look of excitement on her cute little face. Thinking to myself, I do wish that things would have been just a little bit different with just a simple exception from my family of our happiness. Then my baby Girl would have grown up so much more pampered, with an easier life.

Saphire's point of view: my dad helped deliver the twins. I still can't believe my mom and dad told me to name the boys. so, I look at them, scrunching up my face in thought. Looking at the firstborn, I say," Well, this one has red hair, so can we call him Red Rose?" But my mother and father begin to laugh. Smiling, they said let's just take the Rose part off and call him Red. Is that okay with you?" Happy I smiled and said" Red is your name now, little brother. Looking over at the other twin, I said," This one has white hair, so can we call him snow or cloud?" mom chuckled, then said," Baby girl, those are good names, but I think we need to try again." At that moment, my little brother opened his eyes and his eyes were so gray it made me gasp. Making me so excited. I started jumping up-and-down, clapping my hands, saying his name should be Winter because his eyes are gray, and his hair is white. He looks like he's going to cause a storm with his anger right now. So can we name him winter??" Mom and dad have a big smile and say that's a perfect name for the boys. Red and Winter. I kissed Winter on his forehead, then tried to kiss Red on his forehead, but he opened his eyes. They are so green they look like shiny emeralds. As tears began to build in his eyes, I gave him a quick kiss, and he started to cry very loudly. Trying to console the babies and help mama. I start to coo to the babies, and then I start to sing a lullaby. That mom sang to me, getting some words wrong since I’m only six now. The boys must like it still because they both calm down. Dad tells me to sit down so he can hand me Winter since he's not crying anymore. Time goes by as we grow, and dad shows my brothers and I how to use our skills to survive and fight. We're still small, but we still pitch in with game prepping and building. Before we knew it, we had a small clinic we built together.

Also, a building that we started calling our pack-house and that keeps growing daily as mom and dad come across other families and people that have been through hard times, having them join our small family group. Mom tells me and my brothers to be nice but never fully trust anyone. Always keep our guards up for our own safety.

I'm 14 years old now, and I have just finished combat training with my dad and the boys from the pack. Our pack has grown enough. Now, we have about 10 of us kids in my age group and there are 5 kids in my brother's age group, some here and there in between scattered in ages. But I am the only girl in my age group so far. The packhouse is quite large. Dad has a separate building that he has us working on for single members that are not family-orientated. Some of the guys that he had recruited that we're wandering in the forest seem kind of rough around the edges. They kind of give me the creeps. So, I stay away from them. I felt like I needed to go on a walk after training, so I headed over to dad to get permission. He told me to not wander past the borders he put up and to be back in about an hour or so because we must go hunting. With that, I turned and took off, running at full speed. Coming to a stop in a small clearing sat a small body of water with a short but wide waterfall. Boulders are scattered randomly at the water’s edge; they are perfect for sitting or jumping off. I love this place. It's surrounded by a thick forest, and it's mostly within our borders. So, I'm feeling excited about exploring this location, looking around carefully before I begin to remove my clothes. Wanting to swim and see how deep the water gets. I feel excited and giddy. Folding my clothes, looking towards the body of water. It’s so clear and inviting. I placed my pile of clothes on the nearest boulder to the water's edge, reaching with my right foot. I touched the water to see how cold it was and it was just perfect. Not cold at all. It's very warm and inviting. Going in cautiously, keeping my wits about me like my mom and dad taught me. Inching my way in slowly, making sure I have good footing, the ground is surprisingly solid. Not muddy at all. Looking down into the water, I can see there is no mud nor dirt. It looks like a white stone with specks of black in it. As I walk deeper into the water and closer to the waterfall, the water gets hotter. I'm about shoulders deep and a quarter of the way to the waterfall. As all my muscles are relaxing, and I feel amazing. I notice there are no fish in this water. Thinking to myself, maybe the water's too hot for fish to live in here its strange. Ducking my head under the water. I swam to the waterfall and the water was very hot, almost intolerably hot. I ducked under the water once more and came up behind the waterfall, where there seemed to be a slight cave. Then climb up onto the rocks to let my body cool off and watch the waterfall right in front of my face, and it's extremely beautiful. But I feel quite cold. The contrast from the hot water to the brisk air is shocking. Looking around me, I noticed there was a way to climb the edge of the waterfall up to the top layer. I wanted to explore more, so I took that path climbing with some effort. I managed to reach the top of the waterfall, and I was filled with amazement from what I saw. The water is coming from what it looks like. A large pond bubbling rapidly with steam. Then over flowing making the waterfall I just climbed up from. I braved it and tried to touch the water but had to pull back immediately. The water was so hot. I couldn't even touch it in fear that my skin would melt off. That was extremely dangerous. Just getting close to the surface. I could feel the heat and the steam burning my hand, deciding to head back and tell my mom and dad about what I had just found. I climbed down from the waterfall and headed over through the water. The way I came, swimming back to my clothes. I get dressed as fast as possible and take off running back home. i get to the open grass and see the boys playing. I tried to run past them, but they started yelling at me. What is wrong? Driving me insane, with so many questions, I kept on running, ignoring them, then deciding to yell back, as I passed them. Do you really want to know then? Follow me. Next thing you know, I'm followed by all the kids. Stopping as I reached my mom, dad and several of the adults, excitement was expressed all over my face.