A Trying Chapter [Theory]

can't smell the roses

"Ignis honored his friendship with Corvus. His visit was appreciated and will not be soon forgotten," Theory said a bit stiffly. Her sharp blue eyes rolled over Drifa. Her respectful greeting was appreciated. At least Winterfell hadn't lost all decency. Theo sat down carefully and returned a polite greeting, dipping her head just a fraction. The night air on the plains seemed painfully quiet as if creatures great and small were waiting to see how the visit panned out. Tension was written across her body. This moment was pivotal. She had to let go of her anger and rage and decide what was best for the pack. As difficult it was, her own hurt feelings had to be put aside. Winterfell may have betrayed her confidence but she had to think outside of herself. The world was wider than her personal pain.

Theo heard Drifa out without speaking. As the ambassador spoke she couldn't help but wonder why Acere hadn't come on his own. There were dozens of reasons that he may have chosen not to but she couldn't shake the feeling of being slighted. Even though her proposal made sense, Theo couldn't rinse the sour taste out of her mouth. Abaven didn't ask to be pulled into Winterfell's troubles - not like this. Allies weren't meant to be treated like movable pawns. "I see no reason not to accept," she said carefully. Diplomatically it was in her best interest to be accommodating but it didn't mean that she liked it. "But a knife in the back is still a knife, Archemaster. It doesn't matter if your attacker also offers kind words - which is all Winterfell has supplied at this time." How could she trust a pack who would get themselves so screwed on behalf of a single member's... boyfriend? Not even mate? "If you make good on your word then we will have different matters to discuss. I look forward to the day when Winterfell restores its honor. Send Acere my regards," she finished. Her heart was beating so quickly that she felt as if it might jump out of her mouth. Theory swallowed hard and turned away from Drifa. "I wish you a safe return home," she called over her shoulder. The young alpha headed deeper into the territory for a few dozen yards with Alouette soaring above her before she turned back to observe the border and wait for Drifa to leave.

when they wilt in my hands