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The novel I am writing focuses on a young woman - it is essentially a hero's journey that combines elements of greek and roman mythology in a loose allegory of christianity in general.
Here's my problem: I am quite confortable with the character and the story seems to be developing quite naturally. However, I am having trouble finding a way to connect my heroine romantically with another character (a young man) who was written to ultimately serve that purpose, but I am finding that in the writing process there is a natural attraction between my heroine and her friend (another young woman). It is a very confusing time for my heroine, what with the changes in her body and emotions associated with that. I like the idea of working with the sexual tension between them, but I do not know how I should resolve it one way or the other. Please help!
Note:
The following excerpt is not intended to illustrate my dilemma as mentioned above, rather it is simply a sample of the dynamic between the two characters. It is not intended to be read in a sexual context (as far as I was concerned at the time of writing). My dilemma stems from story progression that I am currently developing. Sorry for the confusion!
Excerpt (pending edits):
Moonlight danced off the amber stone mounted in silver and gold on the face of the circlet. Small laurel leaves spilled from the mounting and twisted about the band like vines. Set with incredible care were dozens of dark jade shards. It resembled the circlet the Queen wore on state occasions and at court. No, Auri corrected herself, it was the same circlet. Queen Cerlain gave Auri her circlet. Auri’s hands shook as she touched the finely worked silver and steel band; her fingers ran along its circumference and came to a rest on the golden stone pinched in the mounting. She starred at the circlet in her hands hoping to divine some meaning from its presence.
Auri jumped when the door swung open to reveal Tellia standing in the doorway. The expression on her face was tentative and Auri realized with belated concern that she had excluded her truest friend. The slight was unintentional and Auri beckoned the young woman over. “My Aunt bid me to open this alone.” Auri explained. Tellia’s eyes went wide at the sight of the silver circlet in Auri’s hands.
“Is that real? I mean, is that what I think it is?” Tellia stammered.
Auri nodded solemnly and handed the circlet to her friend. Tellia held it with great care as if she might snap it in two with the barest touch of her fingers. “It’s beautiful.” She whispered. “But why did the Queen give this to you?”
Auri had no answers and she shrugged in response. The two admired the circlet until Tellia urged Auri to put it on. “No. I can’t; this doesn’t feel right.” Auri wrapped the circlet up in the doeskin cloth and bound it tight. “My cousin and sisters are fist in line for the throne if anything happens to her.”
“You’re worried about the Mineadans, aren’t you?” Tellia fell back into the soft sheets of their bed and stretched her arms past her head until she was almost touching the far edge.
“If the Mineadans attack, they will dispose of the Kels who do not submit. Kel’Amareh will never submit to the Mineadans – ever.” Auri knelt at the foot of the bed and reached under to where a small hole wide enough to slip her finger through, was chiseled into one of the tiles. She lifted the small marble tile and deposited the circlet into the dark recess below. They had discovered the small hide-hole when they first moved into the room. There were other little hiding places like the one in the floor but none were as well concealed. Whatever Queen Cerlain’s reasons for giving Auri the circlet, it would remain safely tucked away in the hole until she could find out.
“What will you do, my Queen?” Tellia grinned but her expression faded when Auri shot her a hard look. “Don’t call me that. Please promise me you won’t call me that.” She bit her lip as she stewed over the mystery and lay down beside her friend. Tellia wrapped her arms about Auri and rested her chin on her shoulder. “What will you do?”
“I don’t know.” Auri closed her eyes, hoping the questions would settle long enough to get some sleep. Kittaman expected her early tomorrow and she needed to be rested for training. Tellia was already asleep when Auri looked over. She gave her friend a soft peck on her forehead and closed her eyes. She resolved to talk to Kemmri later the next day. Auri held to the frail hope that the Loarkynn would have some answers as she drifted off to sleep.
Here's my problem: I am quite confortable with the character and the story seems to be developing quite naturally. However, I am having trouble finding a way to connect my heroine romantically with another character (a young man) who was written to ultimately serve that purpose, but I am finding that in the writing process there is a natural attraction between my heroine and her friend (another young woman). It is a very confusing time for my heroine, what with the changes in her body and emotions associated with that. I like the idea of working with the sexual tension between them, but I do not know how I should resolve it one way or the other. Please help!
Note:
The following excerpt is not intended to illustrate my dilemma as mentioned above, rather it is simply a sample of the dynamic between the two characters. It is not intended to be read in a sexual context (as far as I was concerned at the time of writing). My dilemma stems from story progression that I am currently developing. Sorry for the confusion!
Excerpt (pending edits):
Moonlight danced off the amber stone mounted in silver and gold on the face of the circlet. Small laurel leaves spilled from the mounting and twisted about the band like vines. Set with incredible care were dozens of dark jade shards. It resembled the circlet the Queen wore on state occasions and at court. No, Auri corrected herself, it was the same circlet. Queen Cerlain gave Auri her circlet. Auri’s hands shook as she touched the finely worked silver and steel band; her fingers ran along its circumference and came to a rest on the golden stone pinched in the mounting. She starred at the circlet in her hands hoping to divine some meaning from its presence.
Auri jumped when the door swung open to reveal Tellia standing in the doorway. The expression on her face was tentative and Auri realized with belated concern that she had excluded her truest friend. The slight was unintentional and Auri beckoned the young woman over. “My Aunt bid me to open this alone.” Auri explained. Tellia’s eyes went wide at the sight of the silver circlet in Auri’s hands.
“Is that real? I mean, is that what I think it is?” Tellia stammered.
Auri nodded solemnly and handed the circlet to her friend. Tellia held it with great care as if she might snap it in two with the barest touch of her fingers. “It’s beautiful.” She whispered. “But why did the Queen give this to you?”
Auri had no answers and she shrugged in response. The two admired the circlet until Tellia urged Auri to put it on. “No. I can’t; this doesn’t feel right.” Auri wrapped the circlet up in the doeskin cloth and bound it tight. “My cousin and sisters are fist in line for the throne if anything happens to her.”
“You’re worried about the Mineadans, aren’t you?” Tellia fell back into the soft sheets of their bed and stretched her arms past her head until she was almost touching the far edge.
“If the Mineadans attack, they will dispose of the Kels who do not submit. Kel’Amareh will never submit to the Mineadans – ever.” Auri knelt at the foot of the bed and reached under to where a small hole wide enough to slip her finger through, was chiseled into one of the tiles. She lifted the small marble tile and deposited the circlet into the dark recess below. They had discovered the small hide-hole when they first moved into the room. There were other little hiding places like the one in the floor but none were as well concealed. Whatever Queen Cerlain’s reasons for giving Auri the circlet, it would remain safely tucked away in the hole until she could find out.
“What will you do, my Queen?” Tellia grinned but her expression faded when Auri shot her a hard look. “Don’t call me that. Please promise me you won’t call me that.” She bit her lip as she stewed over the mystery and lay down beside her friend. Tellia wrapped her arms about Auri and rested her chin on her shoulder. “What will you do?”
“I don’t know.” Auri closed her eyes, hoping the questions would settle long enough to get some sleep. Kittaman expected her early tomorrow and she needed to be rested for training. Tellia was already asleep when Auri looked over. She gave her friend a soft peck on her forehead and closed her eyes. She resolved to talk to Kemmri later the next day. Auri held to the frail hope that the Loarkynn would have some answers as she drifted off to sleep.
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