1. Meet Bridey (1/1)
a/n: okay, so this is my first foray into the world of tp fanfiction. read kindly, and kindly read. i always appreciate constructive criticism, because i really want people to enjoy what i've written. this first piece is just an introduction to an oc that i've created, while the rest will be drabbles from a 100 theme challenge i picked up. i can't say i'll update frequently, because i know myself well enough to say i'm a horribly lazy procrastinator. but i will try to finish the drabble set. thanks so much for your patience in advance!
"
idey chandler, get your head out of the clouds and help your ma with the new inventory!"
the rough sound of her father's voice caused
idey to snap up from the book she'd been immersed in. she hissed when she smacked her head on the cupboard above her small reading niche.
"coming, da!" she yelled back, rubbing her head ruefully. she'd hoped to finish at least one more chapter before the next lecture at the university. while she wasn't failing the course, she certainly didn't rank first in the class, either. but alas, she spent her days cramming study time into an already over-full schedule.
only a year ago,
idey had decided to matriculate into the royal university of corus, hoping that a scholarly degree would help her find a more interesting job than working in her father's candle shop. so, at the age of 15, she had enrolled into courses. while her family was relatively well off, the fees for the university were still rather expensive, especially considering her younger
other's need for tutoring in his magical gift. in order to offset the costs,
idey began working at the stables with the hostlers. in addition to this, she was still expected to help in the family shop. all while taking a full course-load at the university.
putting aside her thoughts of class for now, she dutifully went to the back room to help her mother arrange the boxes to be counted.
"ma, you'll never believe who i saw at the stables yesterday!" she exclaimed excitedly. "lady knight keladry of mindelan and sir nealen of queenscove! it was amazing! i only saw the tops of their heads, though. i was pitching down hay from the lofts with some pages. goddess, but lady knight keladry is tall!"
her mother grinned at her indulgently. emma chandler had always supported her daughter's most impulsive decisions, and enjoyed the excitement with which she told her stories. "you're not going to run off and become a knight then, are you,
idey-girl?"
"no, ma,"
idey answered with a giggle, "you have to be a noble to become one anyway. and i've talked with the pages. they work hard. i'd never survive. give me my university lessons any day."
idey paused, and then continued thoughtfully, "but you know, the queen's riders are open to everyone. i hear a lot of stories from them. there's not too terribly much i'd have to learn there that hasn't been covered in my university courses…." she trailed off, beginning to plot out her next great adventure.