King Reynard of Rosemere is in want of one thing: a son. (Well, a son conceived in wedlock and possessed of a specific genital configuration.) Despite his collection of put-aside wives, the gods have cursed him with daughters. Far too many daughters! After three decades of failure, he places his last hope in a sworn vow: his children will wed the Ten Kingdoms’ fairest, bravest and boldest princes.
By blood or by marriage, Reynard will get his long-desired son … and his daughter Maybelle, a crafter uninterested in politics, magic or study, has long possessed an appreciative eye where men are concerned. Why shouldn’t she accept marriage to Bleakcliff’s crown prince—or any other noble eager to wed a Rosemere princess?
His vow fails to reckon upon one thing: May.
For even if it means imprisonment, she won’t be anyone’s wife…
The Belles of Rosemere plays with a common trope in romance fiction, in which each installment showcases a different sibling’s romantic happily-ever-after.
Except that this is about each sibling’s navigating amatonormativity by avoiding, escaping, eschewing, subverting or redefining partnerships, marriage and/or romance…
I indulged myself in making something I’ve wanted to try for the last couple of years: a flag dress. I sewed both dresses by hand and, yes, those tiered skirts took forever!
As both dresses involved my experimenting with proportions (bodice length, skirt width and skirt length), I haven’t created a final pattern. I still want to make a few tweaks, but I hope my third attempt will get me the dramatic pride dress of my dreams.
Lillian, former queen of Rosemere, is in want of one thing: the crown. (Upon her head, or at least that of her own get.) Alas, her stepdaughter stands to inherit the Pearl Throne, and Lillian’s plots and poisons have won her a lifetime’s imprisonment. Even her scion Cristabelle disappoints: bewilderingly obedient, the Ice Witch is forbidden by royal decree to possess a lover, partner or spouse.
An unexpected opportunity arises when Crista inquires about the use of mind-altering magic. Maybe her child now realises the injustice in Reynard’s demand—and who knows where their magical alliance may lead?
Her hopes fail to reckon upon one thing: Crista.
For never has the Ice Witch dreamt of marriage…
The Belles of Rosemere plays with a common trope in romance fiction, in which each installment showcases a different sibling’s romantic happily-ever-after.
Except that this is about each sibling’s navigating amatonormativity by avoiding, escaping, eschewing, subverting or redefining partnerships, marriage and/or romance…
I think the photos say it all: using my seed bead star pendants, I made an aromantic flag garland.
I’ve had this hanging off my shelf for a month now, and I still think it’s the best pride craft I’ve ever made. Absolutely worth the trouble of turning 750 seed beads into thirty stars!
King Reynard of Rosemere is in want of one thing: a son. (Well, a son conceived in wedlock and possessed of a specific genital configuration.) Despite his collection of put-aside wives, the gods have cursed him with daughters. Far too many daughters! After three decades of failure, he places his last hope in a sworn vow: his children will wed the Ten Kingdoms’ fairest, bravest and boldest princes.
By blood or by marriage, Reynard will get his long-desired son … and his eldest daughter Arabelle, heir to the Pearl Throne, needs a loving, courageous protector. What better way for her to choose a strong husband than to throw a grand ball, summoning every eligible (and politically requisite) prince for her perusal?
His vow fails to reckon upon one thing: Ara.
For she has as little interest in love as she has in balls…
This story begins a new series based on a common trope in romance fiction, in which each installment showcases a different sibling’s romantic happily-ever-after.
Except that this is about each sibling’s navigating amatonormativity by avoiding, escaping, eschewing, subverting or redefining partnerships, marriage and/or romance…
I’m kicking off our week of aromantic spectrum goodness with a tutorial for two bracelets using glass seed beads, chain, cord and assorted jewellery findings.
These bracelets are quick to make, customisable for any wrist (or ankle) size and will suit most striped pride flags!
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