Afraid of the Lonely

N/A · 10-06-2014, 07:14 AM

Apparently, the fates would not let her be- would not let her die. As another appeared to witness her feeble state. Her ears pricked slightly, before falling flatly to her head- as she noted the presence of Athena. Her younger sister had grown into a true Queen. Roman chuckled at her words, though the sound sounded much like a dying cat. "I don't remember you being so bossy." Roman rasped, blinking. As Athena bridged the gap between them, Roman slowly drug herself to her feet. "'thena, I'll just be a burden." She bit out the words, her lips curling in distaste. Why should anyone care for her in this state? She couldn't earn her own place! "I can survive." She bit out, her eyes narrowed.

Her pride would be the death of her, her refusal to be a burden to anyone, wouldn't let her accept help, even if she needed it to live. God if her father could see her now, the disappointment- he'd surely feel. What a pathetic queen she made now. Surely, even Athena thought less of her? Why had she returned?

Greek Speak -- Roman Speak

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