EVERY SIN YOU CARVE IS EVER LASTING // O, HUGHES DEATH

[Margaery]

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It was the smell of blood that ushered her forth from the shadows of her own room, causing her pace to quicken and quicken until she was practically sprinting down the halls, her gaze borderline black. Hungry... hungry... hungry, she was so terribly hung- Maes? This was Maes room. This was where the blood was coming from. Why? Why were there other people here? Why was Roy despairing? She had to fight tooth and nail to control herself, gradually coming back to reality only to be hit with a ton of bricks. Her feral mind had been subdued just long enough for her to realize that Maes was gone. Her friend was gone.

Claws escaped their sheathes as she took in the scene, her heart hammering in her chest as every one of her instincts screamed to put her personal feelings towards the man aside and feed. Feed for her children. Feed for herself. She held strong though, gray eyes emerging from the black only to fill with tears. [color=#b14767]"I'm..." She began in a quiet voice. A shaking voice. [color=#b14767]"I'm so sorry."  It was that damn circle again. She recognized it from last time, remembered Roy's distress and how, subsequently, he had been tasked with cleaning up the mess it left. She supposed Maes hadn't been willing to give up though and in that, committed the taboo that he had been warned about. Already, she missed him.

But she couldn't stay, not with the beast growing and tempting her to let go and further destroy his already bloodied body. It was taking every ounce of strength for her to just be standing there, practically trembling as she combated her inner darkness. In the end, she had to leave, turning on a heel and hurrying away as fast as possible hoping that Roy would understand. That everyone would understand.