#melancholic-maester

[rhaesa-greyson-blog]

“ It wasn’t your fault. ”

ANGST ANGST ANGST ANGST

         “ You don’t know anything about it.“ 

Her words lacked their usual firmness, her eyes focused on nothing in particular. She looked like she may have been crying. It had been a nightmare — something she didn’t have often, never remembering much of her dreams. 

              THERE HAD BEEN BLOOD. 

She hadn’t told him anything that she’d done – anything that had happened. She doubted she’d ever be able to tell anyone. She was afraid of telling anyone. Of them finding out what had happened– how it had happened… Who had taken the blame.

                       “You don’t know. :

[ladywhitehill-blog]

“You love me, right?”

“Of course I do.” 

Erena’s gaze was concerned. She wondered what had possessed Ebbert to ask such a question. Did he doubt her? Without thinking, she reached out to grab her son’s hand, squeezing it tightly in her own. Erena had never been one for hesitation especially when her children were involved. 

“I love you more than anything,” she said. “Why do you ask?” 

[rhaesa-greyson-blog]

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