Long Live The Queen

Speech ─ Think

He was gone. It was a weight lifted off her shoulders really, but she couldn't say that it didn't hurt still. The wound was still raw, slowly healing and would eventually scar. There was no love between them, not like she had thought, just his unwavering desire to conquer her. Did he think that one day Hellborn would be his? She almost laughed at the thought as she walked aimlessly through the woods, eventually coming out on the other side and heading towards the pond that inhabited the western side of the territory. The autumn season was starting to get a bit chilly but she didn't mind, even as the sun set and took the warmth with it.

With a soft sigh she laid at the edge of the pond and looked within. With it being dark now, she could only see her reflection albeit faint in the dark water. She was a Queen dammit, and queens didn't mope around all because some man. Part of her wanted to seek out Stolas and and fall asleep in his arms but she knew that he would be busy soon, stargazing and what not. She didn't want to disturb him, especially when she had already devoted herself to him. Being hung up over Erebos didn't look good on her, and if the roles had been reversed, there would only be so much moping and sadness she could take before she would start to feel lesser than whoever Stolas was hypothetically hung up about.

So despite making the trip out to the pond, she stood and decided to head back. There was cannabis littered throughout the woods and she even had some back in her den. Perhaps a good high was all she needed, something to help her sleep or think of something else. Maybe she'd even be so lucky to drag one of her pack mates along, a healthy distraction with a little bit of unhealthy fun.

Blended with beauty and blessed by the divine