Beatrice (Story II)

Part II of the story, Beatrice's perspective.  Again, probably kind of corny but I wanted a place to put these.  Maybe someone is interested ^^

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Beatrice

Beatrice has always been very independent and loves to fuck.  She was never really into long term relationships, but would always be down to help out any elf in heat, needless to say she was very popular.

She was also rather smart despite not showing up to class much, often choosing to fill up some horny little elf in the bathroom or just relaxing under a tree in the courtyard reading.  Her books of choice were often about ancient kingdoms, magics, heroes and monsters.

One day thought, she saw a gorgeous girl walking through the hall, one with bright red eyes and a glowing red pendant. The girl had a gentle air her as she almost glided through the hall, it was almost mesmerizing. 

So, Beatrice in typical fashion, approached the girl and asked her out, confident she would not say no.  The girl however politely smiled and decline as she continued on her way.  Beatrice, while surprised, became even more interested in this girl.

She soon found out the girl’s name was Morgana, and this girl always seemed to be alone, her and that strange glowing pendent.  Morgana seemed to talk to many people, but she never really seemed comfortable with anyone, it almost seemed to Beatrice that Morgana was using her politeness as a shield.

After about a week, she saw her in the Cafeteria eating by herself and reading so thought now was the best time to try to start a conversation. Beatrice approached the girl again, this time determined to ask her out.

“Hi, I’m Beatrice” she said with a smile extending her hand.  “I asked you out a little bit ago, but I feel I may have got off on the wrong foot.”

Morgana extended her hand for a shake and said “I’m Morgana, I remember.”

“Well nice to meet you Morgana” Beatrice said grinning as she sat at the table, “I really want to say what a gorgeous pendant!”

“Ah” Morgana said as she clutched the pendant “Thank you, it was my mother’s”