Stories tagged “Sophia D'Soleil”

  • Becoming Sophia (23)

    “What do you think you’re doing?” Margarete screeched when I reached for a porcelain doll that my father had given me. “I am taking my things,” I said plainly. “What things? Everything in this room is mine now.”...

    • Author: K-Jellybean
    • Posted over 10 years ago.
    • 5 out of 5
  • Becoming Sophia (24)

    After several weeks, very close to the Christmas of 1633, I finally got my dreaded nickname. “Marina!” I made my way to Margarete’s room, cursing her with every step I took. “Yes, Miss?” “I need the fireplace cleaned...

    • Author: K-Jellybean
    • Posted over 10 years ago.
    • 4 out of 5
  • Becoming Sophia (25)

    My insides turned to boiling rage and my intestines knotted in fury, but I went to the cupboard in the kitchen and retrieved cleaning supplies anyway. I fetched a broom from the closet and stomped back to Margarete’s room. I pretended each stair ...

    • Author: K-Jellybean
    • Posted over 10 years ago.
    • 4 out of 5
  • Becoming Sophia (26)

    I needed a place to put the ashes so I lined a basket with parchment and set it nearby. I pounded the grate against the ground, shaking free any ash, and leant it against the inside wall of the fireplace. I swept it out first, getting up as much soot a...

    • Author: K-Jellybean
    • Posted over 10 years ago.
    • 4 out of 5
  • Becoming Sophia (27)

    I could have screamed in outrage, but all I did was cry. I scrubbed at Margarete’s hearth, angry at the world. It wasn’t fair! Why should I have to do this! My father would never allow this!…But my father was dead. I sobbed pathetical...

    • Author: K-Jellybean
    • Posted over 10 years ago.
    • 4 out of 5
  • Becoming Sophia (28)

    “Well, well, I see you are good for something,” Cristyne sneered as she returned to her room. I was replacing the grate and putting fresh logs down at the moment. My movements were quick and jerky; I didn’t want to be near Cristyne. I...

    • Author: K-Jellybean
    • Posted over 10 years ago.
    • 4 out of 5
  • Becoming Sophia (29)

    I stood there mutely as she giggled and cackled over my appearance. “Oh, this is just picturesque! Here stands Marina Lennon, once a high society girl, once one of the most respected young ladies in the better part of France, now covered in the c...

    • Author: K-Jellybean
    • Posted over 10 years ago.
    • 4 out of 5
  • Becoming Sophia (30)

    “Is there anything else you need, Miss?” I asked, my voice tight with restrained emotion. “What’s wrong, Marina? Can’t handle the truth?” Cristyne said, getting closer. “Well get used to it. This is the truth. ...

    • Author: K-Jellybean
    • Posted over 10 years ago.
    • 4 out of 5
  • Becoming Sophia (31)

    Her laugh was chilling and full of emptiness. It made me want to die inside, made me hate my life just that much more when I thought I couldn’t. She swiped a black tear away from my cheek and wiped it off on my shirt. “It figures that somet...

    • Author: K-Jellybean
    • Posted over 10 years ago.
    • 4 out of 5
  • Becoming Sophia (32)

    And so it was that I, Marina Lennon, became their “Cinderetta” and gave up riches forever. I was fourteen at the time, almost a woman. My mother was dead, my father was dead, I was cutoff from my old friends, the servants that I adored were...

    • Author: K-Jellybean
    • Posted about 10 years ago.
    • 4 out of 5
  • Becoming Sophia (33)

    I hid the shock on my face at seeing such a party at my doorstep and moved aside to invite them in. At the last minute I remembered to curtsy and hoped that my stumbling was seen as respectful. There were three men; two of them held a formal invitation...

    • Author: K-Jellybean
    • Posted about 10 years ago.
    • 4 out of 5
  • Becoming Sophia (34)

    I bustled off to alert the Wickeds of whom was standing in our foyer as fast as I could. Luckily, Margarete was in Cristyne’s room when I found them. I informed them of our guests with my head bowed respectfully and I heard Margarete almost fall ...

    • Author: K-Jellybean
    • Posted about 10 years ago.
    • 4 out of 5
  • Becoming Sophia (35)

    “Please, Adelind, you’ve known me how long? Call me Louis!” Adelind giggled and responded in her “I’m-really-a-schoolgirl-in-older-woman’s-clothing” voice, “Alright, Louis, will you join us in the parlor ...

    • Author: K-Jellybean
    • Posted about 10 years ago.
    • 4 out of 5
  • Becoming Sophia (36)

    “Well, Louis? What could be so confidential?” Adelind inquired loudly, knowing that her daughters would be listening at the door. “Prince Charmant has been ordered by the king to give up his disgraceful frivolities—I’m sur...

    • Author: K-Jellybean
    • Posted about 10 years ago.
    • 4 out of 5
  • Becoming Sophia (37)

    Just as I saw Louis smirk, the garden boy Jacques and a tiny thing dressed as a housemaid burst into the room. I sat up from where I had been peering through the hole in the floor, my eyes wide and my cheeks flushed. “I found a turtledove, Miss.&...

    • Author: K-Jellybean
    • Posted about 10 years ago.
    • 4 out of 5
  • Becoming Sophia (38)

    I remember what happened next as clearly as if it had happened just yesterday. The image of the house behind me got smaller and smaller as I ran, the pack on my back weighing my scrawny legs down. My lungs burned with contempt for my exercise, but I pu...

    • Author: K-Jellybean
    • Posted about 10 years ago.
    • 4 out of 5
  • Becoming Sophia (39)

    At last I could not run any longer and I hurried along through the woods, praying to any god that was listening that I would not die there in the gloom of the forest. Darkness settled around me and the air grew chilly. I rubbed my scantily clad arms, w...

    • Author: K-Jellybean
    • Posted about 10 years ago.
    • 4 out of 5
  • Becoming Sophia (40)

    My teeth chattered almost painfully. I tried to keep my tongue back for fear of biting it straight off. I could no longer feel my toes or my fingertips. My legs ached from walking for so long and so far, I believed myself delirious. There were blurred ...

    • Author: K-Jellybean
    • Posted about 10 years ago.
    • 5 out of 5
  • Becoming Sophia (41)

    I awoke in a daze. The smell of roasted vegetables and chicken muddled my senses and I felt my stomach clench at the thought of a meal. I made to move, to get up and find out where I was, but my head throbbed and a wave of dizziness overwhelmed me. I s...

    • Author: K-Jellybean
    • Posted about 10 years ago.
    • 4 out of 5
  • Becoming Sophia (42)

    “Thank you,” I repeated, licking my lips. “You’re welcome,” the woman responded. She was everything I’d always thought a mother would look like. She appeared to me as a thicker, shorter version of the Madonna. She sm...

    • Author: K-Jellybean
    • Posted about 10 years ago.
    • 4 out of 5
  • Becoming Sophia (43)

    I spent the next few days in recovery. When I was up to walking around, I found that Georgette was not the poor woman that I had imagined her to be as my Madonna. Her estate was not as big as mine, from what I could see, but it was still quite impressi...

  • Becoming Sophia (44)

    Straight ahead on the back wall was, what I assumed to be, the door to a walk in closet. I imagined I could see all manners of dresses in there waiting to be worn. Next to the door was a broad set of full length mirrors angled so that one might see the...

    • Author: K-Jellybean
    • Posted about 10 years ago.
    • 4 out of 5
  • Becoming Sophia (45)

    That was all, save the one thing that had taken up the majority of the space in my knapsack. I had spotted it on my way out of Margarete’s room, gracing the foot of her bed. She had laid it out for her to wear—no doubt to Prince Charmant...

  • Becoming Sophia (46)

    “Georgette?” I cleared my throat. “Marina!” She smiled brightly. “It’s so good to see you up and about!” I didn’t know how to respond so I only smiled. “Are you hungry, mon chere?” I nodded an...

    • Author: K-Jellybean
    • Posted about 10 years ago.
    • 5 out of 5
  • Becoming Sophia (47)

    Storytellers, they get me every time. I never had a fairy godmother—fairies don’t exist. Well, at least as far as I knew then. All I had was a kind woman who’d never had a daughter and was sympathetic enough to not send me back to the...

    • Author: K-Jellybean
    • Posted about 10 years ago.
    • 4 out of 5