Her Whispers

by TheAtomicBomb

Chapter 2: At first sight

Author's Note:

I'm still trying to find my writing style.

So here I'm trying a few different things, this chapter is less dialogue heavy than the last two. remember to tell me what you think! as I said constructive criticism is always welcome! I want you all to be able to enjoy this story just as much as I enjoy writing it.

Also as you can see there will be a few familiar names popping up here and there *cough* Iron Will *cough*

But as always thank you for taking the time to read this chapter!

Even though the Pegasus mare was meant to be in her room recovering, she was found sneaking into the pantry by a few of the maids. Apart from her and her brother none of her family or other nobles would come down here. Apparently, they didn't want to associate with “the help” Now huddled in the corner of the kitchen at the servants dining table. Stealing a quick glance at her wing made her winced. Through the scalding tears, she saw the bandages made her limb look like crumpled up paper. A sharp pain shot through her just by looking at it.

She decided to distract herself from the throbbing wing by looking outside through the kitchen window; the clouds seemed to sway in the breeze. Luna’s moonlit night frosted the front yard with silver, giving the shadows eerie outlines and making the most harmless thing somehow threatening. The muscles in Fluttershy’s wing twitched and knotted with relentless tension.

Even the air seeping in through the open windows seemed to be filled with menace. She knew it was silly but fiddling with her mane in her hooves, half afraid that Tirek might swoop down from out of nowhere and try to pull it and her wing. That was how it had seemed to of happened that afternoon.

I should have kept my mouth shut...That had to be the reason. She always said the wrong thing. Sinking her teeth into her bottom lip, she trembled as she remembered the fall, how her wings had failed her. That centaur- Tirek. She had seen him arrive at the party. She knew a bit about him. Like that he was a Lord and that he lived in a house bigger than hers on Equestria somewhere. Seeing him from a distance, he did look a little intimidating, but she has always been taught not to judge a book by its cover. That maybe he was a sweetheart on the inside.

But he wasn't.

And he was still out there. Hiding somewhere in the darkness. Why had he hurt her like that? She remembered his eyes. It wasn't natural; she saw something horrible in his gaze. Something predatory.

“Your salad will be ready in a bit miss” The injured mare jumped. She had almost forgotten that the maids had kindly offered to get her something to eat after finding her trying to sneak into the pantry. Fluttershy just nodded her thanks in acknowledgement still looking outside.

The last her family’s of guests were finally to leaving with either a buzz from all the “excitement” or frustration that her father refused to feed the uproar with rumours and gossip, asking the hired unicorn to undo the spell that allowed the non-unicorns to attend the party. With a clatter, Fluttershy looked down to see a crispy salad. She tried to take a few mouthfuls but hissed and groaned in pain with every bite. In the end, she decided to let the outside view consume her thoughts again instead.

There was still a foreboding feeling. He could be hiding somewhere out there. Why had he hurt her like that?

A flash of light and a hint of movement in the darkness caught the frightened mare’s attention. The shadowy figure was coming up the path. She drew closer, leaning on the window's ledge and couldn't help but notice the two large horns on the awkward shadow and a dark thought resounded through her aching head. It’s him! No, it couldn't be. Please, Celestia. Please, please, please. As if her silent prays would help. They hadn't several hours ago. She tensed up as fear flashed through her heart like lightning. Her body trembled, every nerve begging her to run.

Finally, in the light from the house, she was able to take a good look at the stallion. I-it’s not him… She had never seen such a creature before. Is that a Chimera? She silently cursed when the creature pulled it’s dark cloak tightly around itself as he started to approach the building. Just out of sight around the corner at their front door.

Unable to subside her curiosity she limped to the other end of the kitchen, moving as fast as her bruised body allowed her, and pushed the door slightly ajar. Its entrance was hidden behind a staircase, so she was able to just see the front door from the pantry. Heart hammering against her chest once the doorbell rang, she heard hoofsteps descend the stairs above her. It was her mother. Reaching the last step, Lady Shy flew up to the door and tore it open ready to shout, thinking it was another drama hungry guest.

“Yes...Hello…” his voice was just as unique as his appearance or at least from what Fluttershy had seen. His voice wasn't quite baritone or gravelly as it held a soothing edge at the end of each of those words. Discord…His name is Discord...To his credit, he wasn't surprised when he wasn't greeted Mrs Shy at the door. She looked tired and stressed.

Mrs Shy's greying mane was shades darker than her daughter's pastel pink, having a raspberry tone to it. The curls were swept up and twisted into a tidy knot. As if to hide the fact she had been crying her puffy cerise eyes had been covered by another layer of make-up. It hadn’t worked, giving her pale yellow coat a grey undertone which only added more depth to her exhaustion. She was startled to see him but managed to hide it fairly well. The only give away was her brushing off the imaginary dirt on her magenta skirts. ” To what do we owe this... honour?” She had addressed him in a stiff and formal manner, but the last word sounded as though it nearly made her gag to say it.

Fluttershy had never seen her mother like this. So broken and exhausted. Especially in front of company. Some part of the younger Pegasus couldn't help but blame herself for her mother's state. It had only been a few hours ago when her Mrs Shy was donning a warm smile that could have competed with Celestia’s sun itself. She was about to turn away from the two and back into the kitchen not being able to stand the guilt, until he spoke again.

“I came to speak with your husband. I trust he’s home?” Nodding Lady Shy opened the door more widely, beckoning him into the foyer, though the look she shot him as he made his way past her said she would like to kick him back outside. But Fluttershy was too absorbed by him to notice. He was wearing black, which was a prevalent colour amongst stallions. “Pardon my intrusion my Lady” He bowed once Mrs shy had landed back on the marble flooring. She didn’t reply whether she had nothing to say or refusing to acknowledge him she started towards the stairs. It did not go unnoticed that her mother hadn’t offered Discord a chance to remove his cloak or have one of the servants hang it up somewhere.

Following behind her Discord shrugged off his cape, revealing more black and draped it over one of his arms. Using the other to hold onto the bannister as he made his way up the stairs. Fluttershy eased out of the concealed door a bit more wanting to get a better look at him. What beautiful scales She was looking at his tail, her gaze crept up until she spotted his vermillion tie. That colour really suits him she nearly managed to crack a small smile before she realised he had stopped walking up the stair and was staring right back at her.

Looking down and over the railing, he saw the pale gold pegasus. Her teal orbs had travelled through several emotions over the span of a few seconds. Disappointment, awe, surprise, satisfaction, shock and now he thought he saw a hint of dread or fear. It hurt him to see such pretty eyes look at him like that. Though he could hardly blame her after everything, she had been through today. She had a busted lip, and few ugly bruises had surfaced on one side of her face, shoddily covered with a blue ointment. I’m guessing that’s Fluttershy. She hid behind her mane, a part of him knew he was making her uncomfortable by staring at her, but he couldn’t help it. Something at the back of his mind was telling him to. Asking him to notice something. This time she took a nervous step back before quickly ducking back into the unseen door.

“Are you coming, my lord?” He didn't answer Mrs Shy at first, still looking over the railing, trying to collect his thoughts and composure. “My lord?”

“Yes,” he finally sighed tearing his gaze away from where Fluttershy had been standing “Please lead the way, Mrs Shy.”

Comments

[Hopelessromantic]

Omg sooo good, please update soon!!

[Xutiepops]

Okay, I just have to compliment you. I love the interaction in the authors note and those who read your wonderful story, I don't know, it reminds me of me when I used to do it and it was so much fun, even if no one read my stories. Also, when I always write, I just don't like my dialogue heavy moments and I like description heavy moments much much more. I think you do dialogue heavy scenes wonderfully and I love the description you write. Though, now I just want more because it's so lovely. I adore this story and I think it's going wonderfully!

[Jibril_Schiffer]

Its an interesting concept, cant wait for more