Along the Shoreline
02-18-2014, 01:59 PM
The goddess seemed to soften. Raisa did not know what to believe, her heart or mind or instincts or any of it. She was a queen, she'd never been in this situation before! She'd always assumed her parents would arrange some form of loveless marriage for her, that she'd sire a brood of brats and die in some horrible, unnatural way (Poison was a traditional favorite,) but since now everything had been turned on it's head. Affection was a unknown realm, desire for anything other than status and power completely foreign, and fear that she had infringed upon another's feelings? Unheard of. So why then did she feel like a pup again, on the verge of collapsing and bawling until her throat was raw. This isn't me! she she pleaded with the voice in her mind, but nothing else made sense. Who are you Virgil, she asked herself, as the golden woman advanced and pressed their foreheads together, that you could do this to me? And yet, despite her skepticism, the sooty queen nearly melted when that first ever-so-soft kiss was planted upon the tip of her nose. The golden beauty's words barely registered, but Raisa understood their general meaning. Virgil was recently abandoned, and that thought disturbed the queen greatly. How could anyone, in any state of mind, leave such an astonishing creature behind? Her bi-colored eyes opened and looked deep into the golden orbs before her. Slowly, Raisa nodded. "I understand," she murmured, voice nigh inaudible. "I may not like it, and I sure as hell don't know what this is or what this means, or any of it, but..." Raisa mustered her courage and took a ginger step forward, returning Virgil's gentle kiss. "I'll wait for you." "Talk" "You" Think |
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