Welcome to my newest story, Time after Time. This story will follow a family through the generations. There will be several installments to this series. I hope you will keep an eye out for them. As always, feedback is always appreciated!
Some families follow certain traditions and parents pass things on to their children. For some, it is words of wisdom or the knowledge of something great. For others, it is a piece of jewelry or a family heirloom. These things are saved and cherished until they leave the hands of one generation to enter the lives of another.
This is not the case for my family. Instead of words of wisdom, we pass on the superstitions of the past. Instead of an heirloom, we pass on a curse. Many years ago, an ancestor of mine angered the right person and a curse was placed on her and her successors. Mothers talk of it with their daughters. Their daughters refuse to believe in the curse until it happens to them. Then, one day they pass the knowledge on to their daughters, only for the cycle to begin again. I'm getting a bit ahead of myself here though. You don't even know what the curse is yet.
I guess I should start at the beginning, with Princess Laurita.
* * * * * Princess Laurita had been raised as any princess should. She had the finest of clothes, the best of belongings, and plenty of time to explore her hobbies. However, her life didn't feel quite satisfied. There was something missing, she was sure of it. She just didn't know what was missing. Not yet, anyways. Her mother and father were nobles in the land of Raine. Raine was a small country with many noble families. Only one noble family was to inherit the crown though and that was the one with the eldest son. Laurita had no brothers or sisters. Therefore, if her parents wished to keep nobility in their line, they would have to do so by marrying Princess Laurita to a noble from Raine or another country. Her father was a master at making things. He loved spending time on the roof making pots and dishes. Her mother was far less interested in the crafts and enjoyed spending her time on the piano and reading. Princess Laurita enjoyed creating things. She loved to paint and many of her paintings adorned the walls of their home. She had been painting since she was just a small thing. Princess Laurita's best friend was her maid, Mia. Mia had been with the family for many years. She had grown up in the castle, as her mother had been the family's head maid for years. Now, Mia was Princess Laurita's maid and hers alone. It was a bit before Laurita's eighteenth birthday when her mother decided they needed to do something to insure a high marriage for their daughter. She invited the royal family of Engles, the Rialtos to visit. The Rialtos had never seen the countryside of Raine and were delighted at the prospect of seeing it. They were also hoping to form an alliance with Raine through their son's marriage. They had been looking for a bride for him for many moons now. Queen Carla knew that their son would be taking the crown soon and therefore, they needed to procure a wife for him as soon as possible. Laurita was introduced to Frederique as soon as the Rialto family arrived. He was all politeness and offered her many compliments. It was love at first sight for him. She wasn't as sure. She knew what her mother was up to and an arranged marriage was not what she wanted. She still felt as though there was something else (someone else) out there for her. The families spent the evening getting to know each other. Many evenings were spent this way. The parents dominated most of the conversation, which Laurita was thankful for. She was beginning to realize that she might not have much choice in the matter of marriage. The conversation between their parents rarely stopped. Even at the dinner table, they discussed the possibility of their houses one day being joined. Everyone involved seemed delighted at the prospect. Everyone but Laurita, that is. Even Prince Frederique seemed okay with the idea. He would often move his plate to a seat closer to hers to spend more time with her. After dinner one night, he asked the princess if he could walk her to her bed chambers. Reluctantly she agreed and followed him up the stairs. Outside her door, he took the opportunity to proclaim his love for her and kissed her gently on her hand. She politely excused herself to her room, claiming to be exhausted. She wasn't sure what she should say to that. But she knew she needed some time to think. The next morning, she found Mia in her bedroom.
"I need to borrow some of your clothes," Princess Laurita told her.
"What for this time?" Mia asked. It wasn't the first time Laurita had borrowed her clothes.
"I'm going to the market and I don't want to be noticed." Laurita explained.
"You better not let your mother find out. You know what she'll say." Mia replied. "I know." Laurita told her. "And she won't find out, will she?"
"No, she won't." Mia replied. "I'll cover for you. But you best be careful. Many a gypsy have been sighted at the marketplace lately."
"I'm not scared of any gypsy." Laurita replied and headed for Mia's closest. Mia left the room, leaving Laurita to scour the closest for an outfit. After minutes of searching, she settled on a simple brown dress with matching corset and finished dressing. Mia watched as Princess Laurita headed out to the market. She had a feeling that this was going to go badly, but she didn't know how to stop the princess from trekking off to the marketplace. All she could do is cover for her. Princess Laurita arrived at the marketplace to find it less busy than she had anticipated. She settled in at a table and decided to order lunch while she waited for the place to get busier. An empty marketplace was no fun. Laurita had just about given up on meeting anyone interesting when George came along. He was a local peasant who was exploring the marketplace. He introduced himself after bumping into her and it wasn't long before the two were talking wildly.
They sat on the bench for hours talking about the way they felt trapped in society and how it was amazing the way they did not fit in with their families. Before Laurita left to return home, George asked her if they could meet again. She agreed and they set a date for a few days later at the marketplace.
George and Laurita were both on time for their date. Neither one could believe the connection between them. Laurita had never felt this way around a man before. Her knees went weak every time she saw him and her mind blurred of all rational thought.
George asked her if she had been to the baths in town. When she replied that she had not, they headed for the local bathing hole. They spent the day swimming and being treated to massages.
Laurita received her first kiss following their date. She was turning to head home, when George pulled her in close and their lips met. It was a brief kiss, but it was memorable all the same.
George and Laurita had several more dates. They enjoyed spending rainy days swimming in the pools at the bathing hole.
Each date ended the same way the first had - with a kiss.
Laurita was so happy that she was dancing in the rain and living on cloud nine.
Until the day her mother caught her sneaking back into the house. She had been sneaking out successfully for a few weeks before this happened. Her mother yelled at her angrily for sneaking out and walking around as a commoner.
Laurita was ordered to go to her room and make herself presentable for the evening's dinner. Her mother watched her walk away angrily.
She quickly changed into a more suitable outfit and made herself as composed as possible for the evening. It was clear that she was going to have a difficult time sneaking out to see George in the future.
Her mother's angry confrontation did not deter her however. That weekend she was to meet George at his house. She was also going to meet his family and friends. The last time they had gotten together, George had admitted that he lived a slightly different life than she would have expected. He admitted to being a part of the local Gypsy village. Laurita was relieved by his deception because it gave her the opportunity to confess to being a bit more than what she had led him to think.
George was happy to see Laurita and took delight in showing her their humble abode. The gypsies lived entirely out of doors with small pavillions to protect them from the elements. In Laurita's view, it was quite quaint. Most of the villagers were delighted to meet Laurita.
One was not so happy, however. Lymia, a local village girl, approached Laurita at a time when George was preoccupied. She greeted her with a slap to the face. She began yelling at Laurita for quite some time.
From what Laurita gathered, Lymia was upset because she felt that George and her sister should be together. They had been friends for years and were quite close. Laurita informed her that George was perfectly capable of making his own decisions.
And he certainly made them, along with her help. Laurita stayed well into the night and even allowed herself to get swept away by passion. It was one of the best nights of her life.
She would later find out that it was to also be one of the worst nights of her life. Lymia was quite furious a Laurita for being with George and for the way she had spoken to her. It wasn't long before she invited a friend of hers over to help her formulate her revenge. Knowing that Laurita was still there and it was past midnight only made her madder.
Her friend was a witch of the evil variety and she was prepared to do just about anything Lymia wanted. Lymia had been studying witchcraft for a while, but still needed help with almost all of the spells. She explained to her friend what she wanted done and it wasn't long before a curse was in the making for Laurita and her predecessors.
Lymia thanked her friend and was assured that things were going to work the way she had planned. It would still be a few hours before dawn and Laurita could be seen sneaking out of the village on her way home.
A couple of weeks later, Lymia sat by the fire trying to figure out what to do next in her plan. She thought for a while before she came up with a brilliant idea.
She headed straight for Laurita's castle. Laurita met her on the lawn. She was a bit leary to hear what Lymia had to say but she politely listened anyways.
As it turned out, Lymia had came to tell her of George's disinterest. She came to explain that George had discovered his true feelings for her sister and no longer desired Laurita's company. Laurita was leary to believe her at first. However, when she visited the marketplace several times at their usual hour and did not find George anywhere, she reluctantly realized that Lymia must have been telling the truth.
Laurita took to not feeling well. She spent a lot of her time in the bed. The entire family and their visitors were extremely worried about Laurita. They were afraid that she might be terminally ill. Frederique checked on her daily and brought her books and food throughout the day.
Laurita started out in bed from a broken heart, but her broken heart quickly turned into sickness. She was barely able to make it through much without throwing up.
This had been going on for about a week when Laurita began to realize that only her loosest outfits were fitting. She thought about it all for a few minutes and quicly realized what had happened. She was about to bring shame to her family name in the biggest way possible.
Frederique's parents had left a couple of weeks ago, but he still lingered around. He was still hoping that he could convince Laurita that his feelings for her were true and that they would be happy together. She had finally started joining them for dinner and he took that as a good sign.
It was one evening after dinner when he started to wonder if he still a chance at all with the pretty princess. She had asked to talk to him. They traveled to the front porch but he couldn't help but notice her somber face. She waited until they were seated to start talking.
"Frederique, there's something I need to tell you. And it's probably going to make you hate me," she began.
"I could never hate you," Frederique quickly told her, gazing into her eyes.
"I think this might make you." Laurita was stalling. "I'm with child."
She waited for his reaction. He would have to know that there was no possibility of the child belonging to him.
"And the father? Where is he?" Frederique asked.
"Busy. Preoccupied. Not here." She responded shortly.
"Is he going to marry you?" He asked. "Do I no longer stand a chance?"
"No, you still stand a chance. A big chance. He is not going to marry me." Laurita had decided not to tell George. There was no need to ruin his life too.
"Well, in that case, I would like to marry you." Frederique told her.
"You would. Even considering..." She gestured to her stomach.
"I would. My feelings for you are still the same." Frederique replied.
"No, not okay." Frederique replied. "If we're going to do this, I want to do it right." He bent on one knee in front of her. "Lovely Laurita, will you marry me?"
"I will, Frederique." She replied. She was happier with this decision than she would have thought possible.
Frederique began to pull her in for a kiss. Their lips touched before Laurita pulled back, gripped her stomach and went running for the bathroom. Morning sickness was still lingering in her system. Frederique followed her to make sure that she was okay.
Laurita's mother was more than happy to hear the news of her daughter's engagement. Laurita informed her mother that the wedding would be soon. Her mother did not understand the rush, but supported it anyways.
Laurita would be moving to Engles with Frederique, where he would soon be taking the throne. A few days before their big move, she came downstairs to find Lymia talking to Mia. She was confused by this but did not interrupt the two girls.
She found her mother later and inquired about the conversation she had seen earlier. Her mother informed her that they had hired her a new maid to take with her to Engles. They still wished to have Mia around their house in Raine, but didn't want Laurita to be without a maid. Her new maid was going to be Lymia.
It wasn't long before Frederique and Laurita were leaving by boat for his home in Engles. His thoughts were preoccupied by her, while she was thinking of everything she would be leaving behind in Raine. This was truly the beginning of a new life for her.
Frederique and Laurita were married less than a month later in his courtyard in Engles. Both families were in attendance along with select friends. Frederique and Laurita were still the only two that knew about the pregnancy. Both families were hoping for a baby soon but they did not realize that one was already being nourished.
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I'm afraid that I need to get some rest. I'm going to have to end the story there. There is many more generations to come before we get to my parents. And an entire curse to discover. Keep any eye out for more and I'll see you for Chapter 2!
Thanks to all of the custom content creators. Most of the items are Maxis. Many of the outfits are from The Sims Resource. The castles are my own creation and can be found at The Sims Resource or thesims2.com. Most of all, thanks to my readers and I hope you'll keep an eye out for Chapter 2!
Time after Time - Chapter 1
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