Restless Summer Air...
02-21-2014, 04:57 PM
The man's apology was rushed, sincere, and of little interest to the Queen. She merely shrugged and sighed. The surface of the lake seemed tranquil and blessedly cool, yet she was in no mood for a swim. All she really wanted to do was sit in her misery and wallow, like any self-respecting authority figure would do. She looked him over under a distantly amused gaze and raised a brow. "Fate, huh?" She disregarded his apology entirely. "Well Baldur, in my experience fate is a bitch." She sighed once more and turned her gaze away. She didn't want to wait, dammit! She'd tasted a hint of love, and gods be damned, she wanted it all or nothing. Virgil was cruel for making her wait, never mind that Raisa had not only brought it up, but agreed to it. All she wanted was some tender love and care to sooth the woes of keeping a half dozen or so odd wolves in line day in and day out. Was that too much to ask? "Talk" "You" Think |
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