My writing and art! Main @cjadewyton and polished work on @jade-wyton
I really want to finish this one so hnnnng even though I don't have my laptop back I've started the line art, though the canvas is half the size I would have liked ;(
Elli is a good lady and I love drawing her.
Before Elli could say anything, Sensin had picked Ykelt up under the arms and was holding him up in the air like a limp sack of fruit.
‘Come near Elli again and I will snap you in half like the twig you are!’ he growled, giving the man a shake. ‘How dare you take advantage of her like that! I will end you!’
>TFW you fuck your sister-in-law, so her husband picks you up under the arms and your life flashes before your eyes making you regret every choice you've ever made leading up to this moment and you realise you love your own wife and vow to never cheat on her ever again
Elli meets Scaychie for the first time
‘She sends her love,’ Linzor said with a frown and a nod of the head. ‘Or her version of love, anyway.’
Elli sighed. ‘She’s not coming?’
‘Why would she?’
‘I thought she’d like to see me again,’ Elli said sheepishly. ‘I’ve missed her.’
Linzor laughed loudly. ‘Oh, dear Elli,’ he said, taking a deep breath and grabbing her by her cheeks. ‘Sweet, naive Elli.’
Elli pulled away from Linzor and frowned, rubbing her now-sore cheeks as he walked away. As he did, he was trailed by a tired-looking dassen woman and a young boy. For a second, Elli’s heart stuck in her throat. The dassen woman was young, and looked … like. …
Sensin stepped beside her and wrapped his arm around her waist. ‘That’s your friend?’
‘He was, yeah,’ Elli gave an anxious grin. ‘He hasn’t changed a bit.’
‘Yeah. Yeah. I was just hoping to see Keeyata as well.’
The dassen woman stopped and turned to stare at Elli.
Sensin’s grip on Elli’s hip tightened, and Elli knew he saw it too.
For a moment, the dassen woman stared. Then a wide grin spread over her face and she rushed over to Elli.
‘You must be Elli!’ she exclaimed, thrusting her forehead against Elli’s with a painful thunk. ‘My name’s Scaychie! Keeyata’s told me everything about you— Is it true that your son is going to be king of Sapious? And are you really a dream walker?’
Elli, a Canis diplomat, married one of Konde's princes to help make a peace treaty. Then she goes and screws it up by having an affair with the prince of Canis. Needless to say, it's a drama that causes a very serious meeting between the two kingdoms.
Distro, though, knows how to diffuse a room.
Nirine stared at her son in disbelief as her court muttered disapprovingly. Elli could feel their gazes boring into her. As well as the gazes of the Canis diplomats. The only eyes she could see that didn’t look like daggers were Ykelt’s— And Distro’s.
Distro was shaking her head, but her gaze was soft and forgiving. Then she took a deep breath and addressed the room. ‘He’s right, and I’m willing to forgive you, Nirine.’
‘You— Excuse me?’
The room began to mutter, and Elli was stunned. What?
‘I’m willing to forgive you, for the actions of your daughter-in-law,’ Distro clarified, grinning widely. ‘She seduced my grandson, you see. And now we’re caught in this slurry of political drama. And I just want you to know I forgive you. And I especially forgive your son for not keeping her satisfied— If you know what I mean!’
The comical wink Distro gave made the room fall silent.
Then Sensin’s mother laughed, and shook her head. ‘You forgive him for. ... Oh, Distro! Oh, Goddess, Distro.’
The first draft of a fight that Linzor starts. This time he's being blatantly manipulative with people.
And even though it's blatant, and she KNOWS what he's doing, it still works to make poor Elli doubt herself.
cw: abuse / manipulation / fighting / violence
‘No I’m not I just— You’re a creep!’
‘Zen’efay! I knew it! You don’t trust her, but you can’t admit it!’ Linzor hissed. ‘So of course I’m the villain! Never mind that I’ve been her only loyal friend for years! Her sister and her boyfriend run off together, her mother marries her off, her husband neglects her so much she turns to another man— Who stabs her in the back and blurts about it to everyone!’
Elli could feel her heart racing as Linzor stepped closer to her husband. She could barely breathe as Linzor continued.
‘If I was with Elli I would never have her stray!’ Linzor declared. ‘I’d treat her as she deserved and make sure she behaved! Unlike you!’
Sensin’s fist met Linzor’s jaw with a loud crack, and the dassen stumbled back a pace.
The room gasped, as did Elli. She was so shocked by Sensin that she almost forgot to be surprised that Linzor was still standing.
But then he looked up at the wolven, his eyes burning with the same seething hatred that Elli had only seen the night he’d almost killed Ykelt, and when he lowered his head Elli felt herself screaming as she leapt between the two men.
To her surprise, nothing happened.
Slowly, she dared to wink open an eye, and saw as Linzor’s horns —which had stopped only millimetres from her throat— were pulled away. She felt Linzor brush the tips along her cheek as he moved to stand straight, his anger seemingly gone as he gave Elli a familiar look. It was cool enough that people who didn’t know him might think it was reserved, or indifferent. … But Elli recognised it. It was the same look he’d given Keeyata after she’d burnt herself on the stove. … The same look that he’d given Ziu after her favourite glass eye had gone missing from her room. …
He was entertained.
He was having fun.
‘He made it physical,’ Linzor said plainly, his voice echoing through the silent room as he turned and made for the door. ‘I pray that’s not how he is when you two argue.’
When you have sex with another man's wife, so he picks you up under the arms like a baby & your life flashes before your eyes making you regret every choice you've ever made leading up to this moment & you realise you love your own wife & vow to never cheat on her ever again.
Elli tries to be nice to a stressed-out Scaychie, then Linzor enters and is his usually manipulative self.
cw. implied abuse // swearing
‘—Scaychie, honey? Are you okay?’ Elli put a hand on Scaychie’s shoulder, and Scaychie let out a shriek and whirled around. Elli jumped back when she did, narrowly dodging a slap that was aimed at her.
Scaychie stared for a second, her mouth hanging open, before she glanced at the jacket-covered chair and blushed. ‘I... I’m sorry. I thought that was you.’
Elli tried not to grin as she picked up her jacket and threw it over her shoulders. ‘I was just coming to grab it. ... You really thought it was me? Even when it didn’t reply to you?’
Scaychie gave a timid nod and rubbed her arms. ‘I thought I might’ve done something to piss you off.’
‘Oh, honey, no,’ Elli shook her head. ‘I would never treat you like that. Even if I was angry. You know that, right?’
‘Oh— Uh ... yeah. Sure.’
‘Are you alright?’
‘Do you need a glass of water or—‘
‘—No,’ Scaychie dismissed. ‘I’m fine.’
Elli didn’t believe her. She watched the young woman scratch anxiously at the tight choker around her neck, and for a second thought she caught sight of a bruise on her shoulder— But before she could ask the door flew open and Scaychie hurriedly adjusted her shawl as Linzor strode into the room.
‘Where have you been!’ he demanded. ‘I’ve been looking for you everywhere!’
‘—She’s been with me,’ Elli chided back. ‘Honestly, Linzor, calm down. What would your mother say if she heard you talking like that?’
Linzor’s lip twitched as he stared at the girls, but then he took a deep breath and let it out slowly. ‘Elli, perhaps you shouldn’t spend so much time thinking about the dead.’
‘This is literally a funeral, Linzor. My grandfather. Or did you forget?’
‘I didn’t forget. I just don’t care,’ he retorted, lifting a wing and motioning Scaychie out the door. ‘No offence.’
‘“No offence”?’ Elli choked. ‘You can’t just— You can’t just tack “no offence” on the end of things you giant cunt!’
Linzor’s raised wing turned on Elli, brushing over her heavily and nearly sending her to the floor as Linzor grinned wickedly. ‘Honestly, Elli, calm down.’
Swear I posted this before but I can't find it, so I guess not.
Early draft of a fight between Elli and Sensin, after Sensin finds out about the affair with Ykelt (but before Elli realises she's pregnant). Sensin's not usually an angry person, but he's feeling very hurt and betrayed in this scene.
‘What’s happened?’ she asked, putting a hand on Elli’s shoulder.
‘I’m a horrible person, that’s what happened,’ Elli sobbed. ‘He doesn’t deserve someone as terrible as me.’
Before the young girl could reply, Sensin’s feet met the floor with a thump and he marched over to his wife. The woman backed away as he snapped at Elli.
‘I’m tired of this! You made a choice!’ he hissed. ‘I trusted you! You were my closest friend— And look what you did to me!’
‘I’m sorry,’ Elli flopped limply on the couch, drained before she’d even gotten up. ‘I didn’t think. … It’s been so hard. … I feel like I’ve lost everything—’
‘—I’ve made just as many sacrifices for this marriage as you have!’ Sensin snapped. ‘I try and try and try to make you happy, but it’s just not good enough for you, is it? Is it!’
Elli buried her face in the couch and started sobbing violently as Sensin continued.
‘I was the twelfth son of the king! I could have had any life I wanted— But I gave up my dreams to serve my people! And you know what, you haven’t ever asked what I wanted to do! What I lost from all of this! You’ve been too wrapped up in your own misery to even consider that this has been just as hard for me as it has for you! I mean, do you even know anything about me? My favourite food? My favourite colour? Do you remember what I wore on our first date?’
Elli didn’t reply. She just kept her face buried in the worn fabric and sniffled.
‘Would you even care if I died?’
The door shut behind the servant with a hurried bang, and Sensin flinched, seeming to realise how quiet the silence was in comparison to his yelling.
‘If you would just learn instead of making the same mistakes over and over, maybe this wouldn’t have happened,’ he said softly. ‘I’m sorry I’m so angry, though I think I have the right to be. I want to try and fix this. Fix us. But I can’t if you don’t try as well.’
Elli sniffed. ‘I’m sorry.’
‘Being sorry doesn’t make it better,’ Sensin sighed.
Elli knew he was right. She knew. And he hated it.
She hated herself.
‘I’m sorry,’ she didn’t mean to say it. But they were the only words she could find.
A slow, sad breath found its way out of Sensin; his entire body seemed to deflate for a second and he collapsed against the back of the chair.
Neither said anything as the silence lingered between them, and Elli had to hold back the tears as she scanned her belongings on the floor beside her— All of them, she realised, had been gifts from Sensin. … Every single thing.
He’d spoilt her. So much. And she’d ruined him like everything else she touched.
‘I know,’ Sensin replied, letting an arm fall over the couch so the tips of his fingers brushed Elli’s ear. ‘I know.’
Elli closed her eyes as his hand slowly moved away from her, and she almost flinched when she felt him lift her legs and slide under her so he could sit with her on the chair. He ran a hand over one of her talons —which she resisted the urge to withdraw— and rested the other gingerly on her hip.
She felt guilty. And not just for the affair.
He was right.
She knew nothing about him. She didn’t have an answer to a single one of his questions. His favourite food? Favourite colour?
She’d tried to learn them. She had.
But her memory. … Her head. … She couldn’t think of them, as stupid a person she was.
She squeezed her eyes tighter, trying to think.
Blue was all she remembered. Blue lace. And a flower not-quite-hiding a hole in a ripped breast pocket.
‘Your blue suit,’ she managed.
‘The one with the hole in the pocket. You wore that on our first date. I think. Did you?’
She felt him squeeze her talon, running his thumb along one of the toes as he pushed the tension out of her muscles. ‘Yes. I did. I— I shouldn’t have. … It’s okay that you don’t remember things. It’s not your fault. I’m sorry I implied that. … That. …’
Elli sniffed back the last of her tears and wiped her eyes. ‘Are you angry at me?’
‘Yes,’ Sensin’s voice was scarcely a whisper.
‘Do you still love me?’
‘Of course I do,’ his voice was louder now. But still soft. ‘Do you … still love me?’
Elli finally looked at him and her sore, red eyes met his. ‘I think so. I think that’s why it hurts so much.’
‘I’m sorry that I ruined us.’
‘Come to bed, Elli.’
Elli shook her head. ‘I don’t deserve it.’
‘Elli,’ both of Sensin’s hands were on her talon, now. ‘Please. I can’t sleep without you.’
"Even I can't read that."
Probably a good thing, considering what it's supposed to say...
(Context: Elli cheated on Sensin with her sister's husband. It doesn't end well, because she can't read very well and Sensin usually reads her mail to her; which is how he finds out)
‘What?’ Luana said loudly. ‘Speak louder, Linzor!.’
‘I said I like the new curtains.’
‘I SAID I LIKE THE CURTAINS!’
Elli rolled her eyes, knowing her mother’s hearing was fine, made for the back door.
This is Elli, another character from Don’t Lose Hope. She’s going to be introduced around book 10 (a main character is her mother) and featured in her own book when she’s older. She’s the daughter of a famous war hero, and sho marries a prince to help two kingdoms form an alliance.