🔱((I know its not a symbol from the prompt)) So, how did you and me uncle meet anyways? We, you an' I, need to catch up luv, bein' tha' we gonna be family, aye?
Settled with a cup of raspberry and mint tea, Addie’s attention was drawn more towards Wieda’s crimson hair than the subject at hand, at least at first. She’d always had such a fondness for red hair, and while she’d adamantly refuse to admit it, some spark of envy always existed for those with such coloring, as he own was severely lacking.
Fingertips tapped along the edge of her cup as she formed the answers in her mind before speaking, tugging a faint smile to her lips. “Seems only right that we find one another’s company.”
As always, there were plenty of nerves on display with the small knight, but the warmth in her shined bright as Wieda was studied quietly from under her lashes. It hadn’t dawned on Addie until just recently, how many family members she would marry into when taking vows with Teren and Lycan, but it pulled heart strings she didn’t even know she had when the subject was broached so casually. “I…never thought I’d have a niece…” she whispered with a quiet sense of wonder before shaking the thoughts from her head with an embarrassed smile.
Spinning the cup on the table slowly, golden eyes shifted to the surface as she tried to sort through the path that had brought her from the world she knew, to one that only now was beginning to make sense. “Everything that has happened…with your uncle…is because of your mother. She is…responsible for my happiness, though at the beginning…I did not at all see anything good about being assigned to Teren as a protection detail while he toured Azeroth with his speaking engagements.”
Even just the mention of the fallen General made Addie’s smile disappear to a solemn expression as she fell into a moment of silence in trying to piece together the bits as she knew them. “My father, who had known the General for years, gave me the orders after receiving a letter from the her…one year of my service to your uncle, in what I know now was a last request…to save him from whatever was to come.”
There was no point in going over the details, as no doubt it would only bring pain to both her and Wieda in remembering the General they couldn’t save. “At the time, I only thought I was to act as a neutral travel companion in order for him to safely cross through both Horde and Alliance lands. I…didn’t want the orders, I didn’t want him… and light bless, I really didn’t want Lycan. I wanted my life… and a year of it had been given away, without my input, to strangers. I was not at all happy…”
Letting her eyes drift to the sapphire and diamonds on her left hand, any anxious behaviors settled to a quiet calm that pulled an adoring and soft smile to curl her lips that eventually lifted to Wieda. A soft touch of color blossomed on her cheeks with the helpless shrug that was given in conjunction with a small laugh. “Needless to say…that changed, but…I still owe my future and honor of being considered family to her…”
