we must hide our love

Surprisingly the wait wasn't long, it never was though if she truly thought back on all their previous meetings. Morphine had never been one to disappoint or leave the red woman waiting. It was one of the many upholding qualities that Vi loved and admired so deeply of the woman. A shiver rippled up her spine at the white woman touch, the feeling similar to that of cold water running down her spine arching through her. Maybe there was more truth behind the title ice queen then Vi had originally known. Sly smile slid over her lips as sharp yellow gaze turned to the lady. Slowly she would push herself into a seated position, rolling her shoulder back and returning the touch, pressing her nose to her shoulder tenderly before chuckling at her words. Forgotten? Could the white woman ever be forgotten? "Never. I just didn't want to call you without any news." she purred in response, gaze following the witches every move. Was there something different about her. "After our last chat I've been waiting. But the bitch stripped me of my rank and made me fight for it... I still don't know my place." she practically hissed, obviously still peeved about the little incident with her new 'queen'. For a moment she forgot what she had called Morphine here for and hackles raised. "She's pregnant." Plain. Simple. The words venomous as hateful yet devious gaze returned to her one true queen. Would she be pleased with this news?