09-18-2018, 12:51 PM
“I want you to be happy, Bane. You deserve to be.”
It was true, probably one of the most sincerest statements she had made towards him. “But I hope you're not basing all your happiness off of me” She’d practically winced as she had said it. The good humor and quick remarks were such an easy disguise to hide behind, definitely one of her best personas—even if it had gotten her into some trouble. “I’m not whole,” she paused, searching for words that couldn’t possibly describe what she wanted to. I’m just pretending to have my shit together; I have powers I can’t completely control, I’ve lost a friend, I inherited a kingdom, I don’t have a family to fall back on, I have no memories of my own from before I came to Beqanna and I lost a chance at love.
“I don’t know what I’m trying to say.” Usually so eloquent with speaking, all her grace seemed to have frustratingly vanished with her last breath.
“That matters to me, above politics or kingdoms and crowns.”
Please don’t tell me that. Don't make me believe so easily that I have a chance with someone else so quickly; someone willing to put me above everything else important in his life.
As much as she tried to deny her deservance of the striped stallion's affections, a deeper part of her knew that she'd already taken a step down that path with him. And he made her happy too, with this simple companionship they had so easily stumbled into. It's a sentiment she shows him by the way she relaxes under his outstretched wing, seamlessly melting into the warmth of his sapphire and gold side, and once again moving her lips over the pattern that falls into his chest. It was mostly her heart that would need to endure the patience of mending, and eventually it would just like all things do with passing time. But today it was not ready to give away yet, and at least this time around, she had learned something from the last time she'd felt these odd stirrings of attraction. And frankly, she cared entirely too much for the Lord of Loess to lie to him now or flee entirely.
She stops her methodical tracing to meet the olive gaze looking so intently back at her as the night grew dimmer around them. "I can't promise you anything beyond this night right now, Bane." Sadness and guilt darkened her expression, somehow refraining from the urge to reach out and touch again in reassurance that there was still the possibility of a future, that she just could not commit to anything for the time being. He needed to hear it anyway she knew and she despartely hoped that he would understand at least somewhat. And so she gives him the small space between them, offering him the opportunity to pull away from her spotted side if he wanted to walk away from her complicated self.
There's something else he needs to know before he makes the decision to leave or stay the rest of the night with her. "You will always at least have a friend in me." The Nerinian queen had broken her gaze briefly, searching for nothing in particular in the growing darkness of dusk. But with a glimmer of burgeoning heat behind her brown eyes, she fashions a simpering glance that looks back to him again. And I will never regret giving you this night of mine.
@[Wolfbane] sorry the rambling got away from me lol
It was true, probably one of the most sincerest statements she had made towards him. “But I hope you're not basing all your happiness off of me” She’d practically winced as she had said it. The good humor and quick remarks were such an easy disguise to hide behind, definitely one of her best personas—even if it had gotten her into some trouble. “I’m not whole,” she paused, searching for words that couldn’t possibly describe what she wanted to. I’m just pretending to have my shit together; I have powers I can’t completely control, I’ve lost a friend, I inherited a kingdom, I don’t have a family to fall back on, I have no memories of my own from before I came to Beqanna and I lost a chance at love.
“I don’t know what I’m trying to say.” Usually so eloquent with speaking, all her grace seemed to have frustratingly vanished with her last breath.
“That matters to me, above politics or kingdoms and crowns.”
Please don’t tell me that. Don't make me believe so easily that I have a chance with someone else so quickly; someone willing to put me above everything else important in his life.
As much as she tried to deny her deservance of the striped stallion's affections, a deeper part of her knew that she'd already taken a step down that path with him. And he made her happy too, with this simple companionship they had so easily stumbled into. It's a sentiment she shows him by the way she relaxes under his outstretched wing, seamlessly melting into the warmth of his sapphire and gold side, and once again moving her lips over the pattern that falls into his chest. It was mostly her heart that would need to endure the patience of mending, and eventually it would just like all things do with passing time. But today it was not ready to give away yet, and at least this time around, she had learned something from the last time she'd felt these odd stirrings of attraction. And frankly, she cared entirely too much for the Lord of Loess to lie to him now or flee entirely.
She stops her methodical tracing to meet the olive gaze looking so intently back at her as the night grew dimmer around them. "I can't promise you anything beyond this night right now, Bane." Sadness and guilt darkened her expression, somehow refraining from the urge to reach out and touch again in reassurance that there was still the possibility of a future, that she just could not commit to anything for the time being. He needed to hear it anyway she knew and she despartely hoped that he would understand at least somewhat. And so she gives him the small space between them, offering him the opportunity to pull away from her spotted side if he wanted to walk away from her complicated self.
There's something else he needs to know before he makes the decision to leave or stay the rest of the night with her. "You will always at least have a friend in me." The Nerinian queen had broken her gaze briefly, searching for nothing in particular in the growing darkness of dusk. But with a glimmer of burgeoning heat behind her brown eyes, she fashions a simpering glance that looks back to him again. And I will never regret giving you this night of mine.
@[Wolfbane] sorry the rambling got away from me lol