11-02-2017, 11:38 PM
tantalize
I’ll believe in you and trust
On the day you finally see that the way you treated me
Was a far cry from loveThe trip back to Tephra is long and silent. She is too wrapped up in her own pain, her own turmoil, to speak. To relinquish her horrors, doubts, and anger, instead they are wrapped close to her shattered heart like a burning blanket. He had left her. With scorn and disdain in his blazing gaze, leaving her to a torturous fate. Only to return at the cusp of being raped by her own brother.
Her throat is dry, tongue bitter with bile that still threatens to spill. Her nauseous stomach refuses to settle as the adrenaline fades and the pain in her back holds all her attention. Her wings stay stretched awkwardly after being pinned so tightly, feathers ruffled and bloody. Jaguar spots mixed with crimson and russet. Her hooves are heavy, steps slow with the weight of the “party” on her shoulders. Her own brother had finally succumbed to a true monster. There was no compassion remaining. There was no care, no heart. He had tasted her like a lover and the revulsion spreads until she must stop and be sick.
They aren’t far from the ashland border. Part of her wants to return to Nerine but betrayal lingers there as well. Nobody had come to help her, nobody seemed to have noticed she was gone. Nerine had not been safe, Gryffen’s lackey had come for her anyways with nobody to stop her. But would it be better to stay here, was she even safe here? Besides…. He had betrayed her.
He had left her to suffer such a fate.
She was aware of how his fire had died at her command. That something… something within him had calmed at her words. That he had come back for her after all. That he had burned a kingdom… For her. Why hadn’t he done that to begin with?
Her anger becomes unbridled, mixed with the physical pain. Lashing out at him as she turns on him suddenly. Golden eyes glistening but there are no tears, not now. Not after she had been weak before… Perhaps that had been her first mistake. ”Why?” Demanding snarls from her dark lips. ”Why did you come back?”
She hasn’t forgotten about what was stirring within her, what the soothsayer had told her during the commotion of her captivity. That’s where true fear stirs for she had never been a good mother. Having failed the three girls before…. What would make this one any different? Surely she would fail again. What a cruel world this is, to start to love a man and finding out your pregnant with his child… only to be abandoned by him to a fate worse then death.
@[Offspring]