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Post by Rebecca on Aug 21, 2008 18:07:36 GMT -5
*She shivered slightly.*
"I prefer not to look at them," *she said hollowly, staring at her cake, her appetite quite lost. Heloise...the poison...the manipulation...so many chances, so many children, all lost to her twisted greed and vengeance...
Worse, she wondered if she would make the same mistakes in marrying again. She'd seen, of course, what the papers were saying about the Emperor's choice of wife...
She brushed some flour off her hands and began to tidy the kitchen.*
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Post by Rudolf on Aug 21, 2008 18:27:15 GMT -5
*He sighed*
"I'm doing it again. I need to stop that. I just...sometimes I feel as though it's all a dream, and I'll wake up and--"
*He stopped*
"I've got to get away from that thinking."
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Post by Rebecca on Aug 21, 2008 18:29:38 GMT -5
"It's not so hard to stay asleep, so long as you don't get too scared or loud enough to wake yourself," *she said.*
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Post by Rudolf on Aug 21, 2008 18:41:15 GMT -5
"I'd rather it was real to begin with, though. For once, I want moments of happiness to be the real parts of my life, and the bad only passing nightmares."
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Post by Rebecca on Aug 21, 2008 18:43:36 GMT -5
"It must be possible," *she said slowly.* "I did have a happy childhood...and, well, at least Philippe and I had reconciled to a degree before he--"
*She choked on the words and began scrubbing out a mixing bowl.*
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Post by Rudolf on Aug 21, 2008 18:51:55 GMT -5
"Yes." He said softly.
He didn't really have anything else to say to that. What could he say? "I'm sorry" seemed rather weak, all things considered.
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Post by Rebecca on Aug 21, 2008 18:55:58 GMT -5
*Rebecca sighed and turned back to her fiance, wiping her hands on her apron before she went and put her arms about him, resting her head on his shoulder.*
"I thank God that you have taken me away from all of that...and yet my memories would torment me sometimes. I wonder, very much, if I did a great wrong by anyone in how I have lived my life."
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Post by Rudolf on Aug 21, 2008 19:07:47 GMT -5
*He wrapped her in his arms, being as comforting as he could*
"Thank God I found you...I'd still be endlessly wandering as an empty shell if I hadn't."
*He gently rocked from side to side*
"I don't think you did wrong. I don't think you can do 'right' or 'wrong'...only your best. Even if you'd been perfect, there's someone that would have picked it apart."
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Post by Rebecca on Aug 21, 2008 19:10:14 GMT -5
"Yes, and I think I know her name..." *she muttered darkly. A moment later, she relaxed, shaking off the thought.* "In any case, I mean to be happy, now. With you and our children."
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Post by Rudolf on Aug 21, 2008 19:28:48 GMT -5
"My aim, as well."
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Post by Rebecca on Aug 21, 2008 19:36:08 GMT -5
*Becca cleared her throat lightly and stepped back, taking off her apron to hang it up.*
"Finish your cake," *she said, smiling.* "I need to clean myself up a bit. I look like the miller's daughter," *she said, ruefully brushing at the streaks of flour for a moment before she slipped out of the kitchen.*
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Post by Rudolf on Aug 21, 2008 19:43:35 GMT -5
*He chuckled, watching her move about before practically inhaling the last bit of the cake. *
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