How's It Feel Sitting Up There

Duchess nearly regretted her tone and the way she spoke to Indigo, not that it was entirely wicked or harmful. She was feeling hurt as she put pieces together and reminded herself about what Draco had done to her. It wasn’t only the physical harm he had done. He had made her reliant on him, for survival and her emotional needs. And in the end he left her for someone who could please him in ways she couldn’t. She couldn’t help the tone she used on Indigo because of this. But still, she would have turned the clock back to not have said anything. If only to keep him smiling.

He would turn to go back towards the room, she would suggest, "I’ll let you have some time to yourself. If that’s what you want." She knew Indigo didn’t necessarily like to be alone, but she thought he could use some time to digress. She hadn’t forgotten the moments they spent in the infirmary, and she was trying not to sour the memory for herself though it probably would always be that way. "Gypsy is up there, I’ll go up to check on her in a bit."

She stepped forward, coming around to the side of him and searching for his face, "Indigo..." Her eyes lightly danced across his features while she searched for something to say. I love you. But it wouldn’t come out. She inhaled from the pressure, but would instead raise her muzzle to kiss his cheek. She still had duties to take care of anyway.

"Duchess"