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No one ever sees the less glamorous side of being a healer, which is making an exhaustive list of ingredients I need for whatever bullshit war is around the corner.
You make the less glamourous side more glamourous anyway, Isabel. How can I help?
You sound like Helena right now, but no. I won't fall into the same cycle as those before me. My father is an adult, and I will treat him as one, even though he is an especially misbehaving adult. While the you of my timeline existed within the coven after leaving Hell in the hands of Pride, I know that family should not make you feel as though you cannot exist in both worlds. I hope that if all else fails, I will at least talk some sense into my father to not throw away the relationship he could have with you after years of loss.
We are sisters, after all, it doesn't make her any less right. I hope you don't think I'm intentionally leaving the work of straightening out your father at your feet out of sheer fear. I know Rhys' temperament, how delicate his mood swings sway while everyone walks on a fragile glass floor around him, but as you can see, I am in no condition to begin a taxing fight. My parents failed him and I failed him. Out of no control of my own, but no less my own doing. In my quieter moments...I miss my brother terribly. There is good in Rhys underneath the darkness my absence let fester. Please bring him back to me, Finnian.
It's both a blessing and a curse to be at the bottom of the pecking order when it comes to crises. I know nothing about anything until I'm ordered to do something.
So, you're saying you live in an oblivious little bubble until Death pops it? That's not a bad life.
What isn't a point of contention with Rhys? He's about as easy to get along with at the moment as a cactus at the moment. Uh... well– I think we've always been a 'thing', but it really only came to light what feelings we held for each other when his brother showed up and ruined our party like sore sport. Knowing that his father is here and is trying to rip him from me was the push, I guess.
None so true and so wise as the words to describe my bad-mannered brother. Clearly...sharing the same apartment and everything in it as a couple would does scream a 'thing'. Dangerous circumstances opens eyes to what we cannot see until the threat of watching loved ones potentially die unmasks true feelings. I knew you two were bound to be together like a beautiful destiny. Perhaps, one day, I could drag Wrath along and we can...participate in a double-date as every normal couple does.
I try as ever to be the champion of my children. No apologies are needed, my mini-me. While you are not ruling the coven, I know from watching your mother how tiresome it can be to work as hard as you are while carrying twins. Though the weight could be both physical and mental. Is that the case?
You've always succeeded, in my eyes. The talk of weight is both physical and metaphorical, yes, Mother often regaled us about tales of her pregnancy while simultaneously running a coven. What it was back then and what it is right now even under Finnian's tutelage are very different concepts. I worry about the world I'll be bringing my twins into...especially as grown versions of Aemon and Lysander are roaming about with their newfound families.
Thanks, Auntie Les. I... didn't expect to have to put all my training into action so quickly, but I couldn't leave it as it was. Especially with how one of my fathers clearly is refusing to step up. I would never give up on our coven– it's still my home even if it has a different face.
My mother did the best thing for the coven by leaving it at your mercy. Rhys, of course, the conundrum of my twin's temperamental refusals. I can hear El's fear as we speak about not rocking the boat, but don't make the mistake my parents have and treat him with kiddie gloves. He'll jump the defensive, insult, try hitting you where it hurts, do not let him. It does cut through like a knife when I breathe most days knowing he's driving this wedge between us, but my crown comes first as it would if we were ruling the coven. It's still my home, but Hell is too.
Well, I can't fault you too much. Being resurrected and then immediately starting your reign as the Queen of Hell is a monster on your schedule. I'm afraid I'm just a little taller, but what I lack in height, I make up for with boundless wit, humor, and top-notch listening skills.
I would never trade my crown for the world, but unfortunately, my reign as the Queen of Hell is a point of contention with your cousin. If you keep growing, you'll be as tall as my father and Rhys. I've missed your boundless wit, humor, and top-notch listening skills. However, it's my turn to listen. When did you and Robin become a thing, hm?
You're in luck that your father is here to help you back to your feet; however, selfishly, I would let you stay just so I get to spend a little extra time with you.
I knew I could always count on you. I'm sorry it's been many a moon since we've spent our precious time together, Father, Hell is still mending. And the weight of carrying twins is heavy.
Sleepless nights, countless tribunals, and tracking down errant council members lead to a barely functioning coven, but it's functioning.
You could not have settled into your role as leader better, Finn. Thank you for not giving up on the coven.
I have more tea if you would like to sit.
Although I fear I will struggle getting back up, tea sounds most refreshing.
She'd burn the world if anyone tried.
It has. Sorry it took us so long to speak again. Our world never seems to stop long enough.
No wonder she and my mother are sisters.
Don't apologize, Valentin, please. Visiting is a two-way street and I could have come to see you while you were not holed away in Castle Envy. You've grown taller, haven't you?
I would be embarrassed by the fact that my mother swooped in the moment I got a little upset if I didn't miss her.
Nothing could keep a mother away from her son, much less, your mother.
It's been sometime, dvoyurodnyy brat.
There will always be more things coming around the corner; there is never any true peace, my niece, only what you take for yourself. I cannot justify your brother's actions, and I don't necessarily agree with them, but centuries of anger are hard to work through when faced with what you perceive as the sole crux of it. The only thing you can do is keep yourself and your little part of the family safe, and if he doesn't come around... then there's nothing more you can do.
Rhys and I were so close, inseparable as the moon to my sun, yet it is as if I do not know him anymore. Uriel tells me my mother is attempting the 'walking on eggshells' approach, but I fear it's not helping. My twin's mind and his anger are quite delicate, Auntie, I can't help someone who doesn't wish for my help. My children, my husband, and all of Hell depend on a Queen who doesn't drown herself in complicated sibling matters. I hope Rhys comes around for his sanity and happiness, tetya, shall he realize the cost of this behavior.
You are so reliant on this... strength, what would you do when it's gone? Powerless and weak just as the day you were born. We'll see how long everyone can work together when things don't go their way, when just the right amount of chaos is introduced to throw everything off kilter. If it ever gets a point where I perish, First Daughter, I will take as many people down with me as possible. No one is safe.
You are speaking in riddles, I tire of them quickly. I'm certain even someone like you found a possible out of the many impossible solutions to do such, but you believe our magic is a crutch when it is a mere tool aiding what we already have. Despite the harm you've always caused, Bellora, the fabric of the universe cannot sustain itself without your goddess aura. There must be balance, but I think you'd let yourself die knowing that out of spite. I am asking you not to do this, next time, I won't ask.
Why, because your hubby demon pie will cut my head off? The gods are in shambles, and the Princes are strong in their own right, but their level is subpar compared to mine. Don't make me start on the First family. So, how is it unwise?
You saw what he did to the King, you know as well as I he has the capability. I have bore witness from afar how the gods and Princes can come together in unity against a larger threat, even Cronus will turn against you. Goddesses can still perish, Bellora, given the right weaknesses.
At least I can look forward to not being bored from here on out.
Your decision is most unwise, Jade. Or shall I say, Bellora?
Our blue eyes are our most identifiable feature; it would make sense for my dear sister to look into the lineage of anyone who resembles us. It would be in our best interest to quell the activity lest it call to more beings. Ah, Rhys. For being an almost spitting image of your father, he couldn't be farther from him in temperament. He may be angry, but your children are still you. He won't hurt them. Rhys has gained your mother's ability to hold a grudge, but eventually that, too, shall pass. The hardest part will be the wait.
Indeed, I imagine that is actually how she figured out Gianna was very distantly related to our family. It's the same old tale, the King arrived after the power over his sons diminished, Greed's resurrection brought the gods, my resurrection called upon the rifts, and now the vampires. I understand his anger casting blame on the Princes, but he is taking it out on me when coming back was not even my choice. Yet, I am in the wrong from his perspective as if I cannot travel between here and my kingdom for visits. I did not abandon him. I did not suffer excruciating months in Hell for me to come back and face another man's cruelty. I've been patient, I've been level-headed, but I am done bending to his will until he realizes this grudge against me is pointless. That there will be a day where he'll lose his sister for good.
