Gone

*Liberty* · 12-21-2013, 03:53 PM

"Hmph. Isardis gave me plenty of reasons to be distrustful, you should know or do I have to name them?" "I am not Isardis." She would hastily reply, leaving only a seconds gap between their words. She had done nothing to hurt her friend, and despite being under Isardis's rule she would never do so. She didn't have a reason to. "I'm still Liberty Sovari, don't forget that." She would add before the subject was changed.

Though her friend seemed to think her joke wasn't funny, the ivory gals ebony lips tweaking into a smile. "Cows are very sexy, in fact, looking like one is the newest trend. The pink trend just went out of fashion." She would add, obviously referring to Isardis while trying to make a joke that would continue to lighten her friends mood. She didn't want her to be on edge around her, she was her friend, not her enemy.

"What are you doing? Why do you play these games? Why not come home?" A sigh would leave her lips, charcoal tiara tilting as she looked away momentarily. Didn't she understand that she wasn't coming back? She couldn't now even if she wanted to. "You could be a babysitter!" "I'm afraid you will have to hire someone else. I won't be returning home." She would say, lips creasing into a frown. "I couldn't come back even if I wanted to, Azalea. I'm too deep in to leave, my grave has already been dug." She would add, and she could only hope that Azalea would understand. As badly as Valhalla probably needed, or wanted her to come home, she would not. She belonged to Glaciem now, and it would stay that way.

"They just opened their eyes... there will be no containing them soon." Her lips could crease back into a warm smile, the thoughts of Azaleas babies opening their eyes sending a warm sensation through out her entire body. For a moment her mind drifted toward what it might be like if she were a mother right now, but her thoughts changed when Azalea spoke again. The reality of the children being Isardis's made her stomach churn, because that meant he was not done with Azalea. He had impregnated her for a purpose. "I won't breathe a word. I already planned on washing your scent off me in the river, along with catching another snack to splash the blood on me. I don't want him knowing I ever saw you." She would respond, already a few steps ahead of her friend.

'I want to meet them. I don't know when or how we will plan it, but I do." Her gaze would remain fixed on Azalea, charcoal tail wrapping around cold toes as she kept the conversation going. She didn't want her to leave, but she knew she had to, so she would utilize every second they had together. She didn't know when she would see her again, and even now she was the only true friend she had. "What are their names?" She would add before pausing, waiting for her friend to do or say as she wished.

Speech,

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