Monday, November 27, 2017

Northern Wind

She stared out the arched windows overlooking the garden. Her dark eyes were unreadable as her gaze rested blankly on the rows of rosebushes, not truly seeing them, lost in thought.

He had arranged for them to be planted for her, knowing that she favoured roses. It was a feeble attempt at consoling her; they both knew he was severely lacking in the empathy department. But he had grown to care deeply for her, and so he continued to procure things in attempts to make her happy.

"I can't believe it has come to this." Her voice was barely a whisper. A letter sat crinkled on the windowsill. She gestured to it in frustration. "That she has decided to act against us... is unforgivable."

"This was inevitable." He came up behind her. He buried his face into the crook of her neck, wrapping strong arms around her waist. "What did you expect? That your life decisions would sit well with them?"

She allowed herself to lean into his arms. "She didn't have to bring others into this."

"I presume they volunteered of their own accord. None of them were happy that I took you from them."

"It wasn't their decision to make." She closed her eyes. "They will pay for this. I swear it."

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