I think I found hell
A single emerald eye would open glittering in the snows reflection. Yet a flash of gray would make his heart jolt and his bones ache. First his son, and now his....previous wife? Had the gods cursed him to make amalia angry, to cause them pain and despair of all kinds. Vereux let out a stifled growl of frustration. He was forbid of seeing them every again, but his heart ached to see her even if it was only for one last and final time. He raised himself with difficulty, cautiously starting to scrape his paws against the icy floor until he came close to her and within view. He was no hallucination yet with his hunger he hadn't even thought maybe she wasn't real. Though there was a new mark on her side, it brought a little bit of curiosity to the walking bag of bones.
“Why do the kings and queens of heaven make you suffer so much Athena?” he said quietly. “I am no illusion if you may think so....I am real, but I am dying and I'm better left off dead for causing so much pain for you and for your children. I was not strong enough to escape my captors in time I have no right to be around any of you....that is what Amalia told me. Maybe she's right I'm too weak to be dependable to stick around.” Vereux painfully lowered his head the wounds stung with pain. He would be returning to his home regardless, he didn't know what his life held anymore. Yet he had taken care of Arian that brought a bit of joy to his heart. “I won't ask you to forgive me, I just want you to know I truly love you and still do....but Amalia does not want me around and I doubt you want me around either.” Maybe he was looking for some sort of closure. After all, that would be nice for the man. Wheezing slightly he had to sit down and lean to a side to feel more comfortable. His tail curling around his waist and single eye staring at her.
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