08-12-2018, 06:13 PM
SUITE
HEART
HEART
Suiteheart didn't have an easy time with feelings of betrayal. The white feline supposed she could attribute these feelings to one of her past lives, to Lorelei. That version of herself had been stabbed in the back (in her mind at least), and those feelings most definitely leaked over from 200 years ago. Those emotions wreathed around her constantly though they were usually hidden. Now that Margaery had broken a promise and left their friends and family to be with her terrible father, these feelings were heightened. Stronger. Uncontrollable.
It hurt to think about Margaery, so she tried not to. That task was impossible however. Everything was a reminder: the flowers, her necklace, their room, the pictures that lined the walls. Suite couldn't even look at her own children without being reminded of her wife. She was heartbroken.
She had had a few visitors since Margaery's disappearance, but she turned most of them away. Her emotions were too volatile, and she feared that most here wouldn't understand her sudden outbursts (if she had any). Despite this, she often left her door opened ever so slight, in case her children might need her.
Instead of a child, however, it was Roy who popped his head in. The sudden visage of her best friend wasn't surprising. It was comforting and welcomed. The white feline sat up from where she had been laying down. It was obvious she was harboring difficult emotions: her eyes were dulled and her fur was a bit disheveled.
"Hi, Roy," the Admiral replied, voice gruff from disuse. "Thanks." She managed a halfhearted smile. "I, uh, I'm doing okay." A lie.
It hurt to think about Margaery, so she tried not to. That task was impossible however. Everything was a reminder: the flowers, her necklace, their room, the pictures that lined the walls. Suite couldn't even look at her own children without being reminded of her wife. She was heartbroken.
She had had a few visitors since Margaery's disappearance, but she turned most of them away. Her emotions were too volatile, and she feared that most here wouldn't understand her sudden outbursts (if she had any). Despite this, she often left her door opened ever so slight, in case her children might need her.
Instead of a child, however, it was Roy who popped his head in. The sudden visage of her best friend wasn't surprising. It was comforting and welcomed. The white feline sat up from where she had been laying down. It was obvious she was harboring difficult emotions: her eyes were dulled and her fur was a bit disheveled.
"Hi, Roy," the Admiral replied, voice gruff from disuse. "Thanks." She managed a halfhearted smile. "I, uh, I'm doing okay." A lie.
[b]suiteheart folie-mikaelson . ecliptic admiral . the ascendants . tags
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[glow=black,10,100]GOT MY DEGREE IN THE GUTTER,[/glow]
[glow=black,1,100]MY HEART BROKEN IN THE DORMS OF THE IVY LEAGUE