forum The Princess' Scandal (o/o Closed)

Started March 04, 2022 by @emilyevewrites group

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“Are you sure?” Lori asked, sitting up a little. “I know it’ll grow back but… You don't think it might be a mistake tomorrow?”

Ellie’s eyes turned solemn and serious. “Yes, I’m sure. This hair belongs to my father and my mother and royalty. It belongs to Eleanor, and I’m not her anymore.”

(All I can think about now it the Little Women scene where Jo is crying over her cut hair that she had to sell to get Marmee the train ticket 😂)

(Oh! I love Little Women!!!!)

“Alright.” Lorelei nodded at Ellie’s resolve. “Do you want me to do it or would you rather do it for yourself?” she asked, glancing at a dagger on the nightstand.

(ME TOO! :D)

Ellie broke the seriousness of the moment with a sweet, quiet laugh. “If I did it, it would look horrendous. Would you mind, love?”

Lori chuckled a little and nodded. “No. I don't mind.” she smiled. “How short do you want to go?”

“As short as is still fashionable on a pirate ship,” Ellie teased. “Use your judgement.”

Lori chuckled again and sat up before grabbing her dagger. “Alright, love. Turn around.”

Ellie’s breath hitched, though this was all her idea, and she turned obediently. She closed her eyes, a soft peace coming over her face. She was a princess, but no longer.

“Don't be scared.” Lori whispered, assuringly as she ran her fingers through the familiar blonde hair. She took a steadying breath and carefully gathered Ellie’s long hair in sections before using the dagger to cut each section, making sure to get them all the same length. By the time she was done, Ellie's beautiful blonde hair came down to her shoulders.

“I’m not scared,” Ellie replied, but her trembling fingers betrayed her words. She laced them together tightly in her lap. A soft sigh of relief escaped her mouth with each slice from Lori’s dagger through her hair. “Thank you,” she whispered. She felt lighter already.

Lori smirked a little at the denial but didn't comment on it. “You are most welcome.” she whispered back as she sheathed the blade. “So, what do you think?” she asked, gesturing to the single mirror she had in the cabin.

Ellie opened her eyes and followed Lori’s gesture to the mirror. Her soft features and wide bluebell eyes were the same, but her once-long hair was now sheared to shoulder-length. She released her folded hands and reached up to brush her finger through it, shocked at the change she knew was coming.

“I love it,” she finally breathed, a beaming smile taking over her face. “I love it!” she cried out, whirling to face her lover and throwing her arms around the pirate’s neck. “Lori, oh Lorelei, I love it! Thank you!”

Lorelei smiled at Ellie's new style, laughing as she was tackled into a hug. She even let the jump knock her back onto the bed. “I’m glad to hear that.” she managed to get out as Ellie made her exclamations, reaching up to run her fingers through the new length. “It looks good on you.”

Ellie giggled furiously and closed her eyes when Lori’s fingers slid through her shortened blonde waves. “I would hope so! Imagine the scandal my look would raise back home.” She nuzzled Lori’s cheek and sighed happily. “I love you.”

“Your mother would probably faint on sight if she saw you like this.” Lori chuckled, pressing a soft kiss against Ellie's skin. “I love you too.”

Ellie grinned. “She would!” She sighed and held tightly to Lori before drawing back. “I don’t want to keep you from your responsibilities. Should we get ready?”

Lori sighed as Ellie pulled away but nodded. “Aye, we should. But you're not keeping me from them.” she assured as she sat up and stretched before getting to her feet.

Ellie sat cross-legged on the bed for a moment longer before rising to her feet and approaching the pack she’d brought from the castle during her escape. She sifted through the clothes she’d packed, some light dresses without corsets or petticoats to accompany them, and her riding clothes. Nothing near appropriate for a pirate ship. She frowned to herself.

Lori quickly brushed her hair and redid the simple braid she seemed to prefer while on the ship. “Need some help, love?” she couldn't help but chuckle as she noticed the cute frown.

Ellie looked up at Lorelei and held up a balled up fabric of a dress. “I have nothing to wear. Nothing I brought is something I can wear here.” She stood up, holding out a beautifully made silk dress the color of buttercups.

Lori laughed a little and walked over. “Aye. Silk is something we trade with on the seas. But it's not really practical.” she agreed thoughtfully. “You can wear your riding clothes. Personally, I found pants easier to move in on a ship.”

Ellie pursed her lips. “Alright,” she finally said, tucking her dress back into her bag after a moment of hesitation. There was something behind her eyes as she slipped her riding gear out to get changed into it.

“Is everything alright, Ellie?” Lori asked gently as she noticed the look in her lover's eyes. “You can tell me. And we can get you some more suitable clothes at the next port.” she offered.

Ellie sighed quietly. “I quite like my dresses,” she admitted. “I… don’t like wearing pants. But I don’t want to draw unnecessary attention to myself.”

“I know you do. And you look beautiful in them.” Lori assured, kissing Ellie’s cheek. “I just don't want you to worry about tearing them or having something happen.” she explained. “I promise, we'll get you some clothes you won't have to worry about when we go ashore.”

Ellie smiled again at the kiss. “Thank you, my darling. Do you think… I could wear a dress today? Or would it get in the way?” She rose to her feet, eyeing her buttercup dress she’d just put away.

Lori hummed softly and nodded. “It shouldn't get in the way, if you would prefer to wear it.” she agreed thoughtfully. “I know how careful you are.”

“We could trim the hem a bit shorter so it won’t catch on the ground,” Ellie suggested, holding the dress up to her form. Discreet silver filigree decorated the sleeves and skirt, working nicely with the pale yellow silk the dress was made of. “Since you’re so well skilled with a dagger,” she added teasingly.

“I could… Or Charlie is also skilled with a needle.” Lori offered with a knowing smile. “She could easily hem any of your clothes. Or adjust some of mine to fit you.”

Ellie beamed. “Oh yes! That would be perfect!” She easily slipped into the dress. The silk fabric hugged her curves in all the right places, and the skirt brushed the planks beneath her feet as she turned. “I brought a few more dresses with me, and I’d love to wear your clothes too!”