06-06-2016, 10:52 AM
{Girls who run with wolves are not meant for boys to love}
His brief apology doesn’t surprise her. She’d expected it, really. Who would understand why Killdare had ripped out her heart and spit on it? It was normal for stallions to take up with multiple mares - quite the usual thing. But how could she make Arthas see? How could she possibly explain that of all the men in Beqanna, she thought Killdare would be different? It was a hopeless endeavor. So his words are met with only a nod, the pale mare deciding to brush off the confusion rather than take it personally. Sometimes, Dacia wished she could fade into nothingness. But perhaps what she doesn’t understand quite yet, what Arthas nor Killdare seem to understand either, is that by choosing to leave the Chamber she eventually will fade into nothing. No one will remember her name. Her children will be nothing, from nowhere. Only given recognition because of their father. What difference does it make who bore them? Who gave them life?This world was built for men and men alone.
It’s a frustrating thought, but something she’s come to accept over the past few days. Arthas likes her idea of visiting and for her, that’s really more than enough. “I think now.” She tells him, head tilting thoughtfully. “No better time than the present.” She says, smiling softly. The boys will be of age soon and then she won’t have any reason to step foot inside the kingdom ever again. Her past, and all of those that waited within it, would be free of her. Curse Killdare, curse the Chamber, and curse love. She looks back to the grey with that same smile, nose extending to brush against his dappled shoulder before she moves past him. “Don’t keep me waiting.” She tells him, tail swinging as she picks up a trot and heads for her new home.
Dacia
Jaime x Astri
@[Arthas]