Curiosity Killed the Cat -[Dacia]

[Dacia]

{Girls who run with wolves are not meant for boys to love}

It’s wondrous to her that Arthas can marvel at her gift. All her life she’s considered herself something of a regular beauty, singular in her ability to attract the wrong attention. For once, the grey’s eyes upon her don’t seem so … terrible. They’re kind in their intentions, neither wanting nor insidious. Without her knowledge, her heart rouses from its shadowy chambers to thud mercilessly at his gentle laugh. She follows it with a light one of her own, chin tilting upwards to look at him, really look at the man she’d passed by unknowingly all this time in her stay within the kingdom. “Thank you, truly.” She murmurs, clearing her mind as he moves ahead into easier conversation.

This had been exactly what she needed without her even knowing it. The way he lightly jests and seems to at ease outside of their shared home has her mind pulled from its murky depths and for a moment, she’s free of the pain. “I agree.” She muses, head turning so that she can view the expanse of the meadow once more. “Sometimes, I’m as green as the Chamber gets.” She jokes, lulling herself into something of a happy state. But it’s not to last - Arthas’ question strikes a sword through her chest and the air from her lungs escapes in a pained sigh. Her eyes flutter shut, lips pulling into an uneasy frown before she inhales raggedly to regain her composure and focus once more on the brute.

What has she left to lose? “I think that my time in the kingdom has come to an end, sadly.” She relates, a broken smile tilting her cheeks upwards. How could he even begin to understand? Where could she find the time to tell him of her sorrows, more importantly, why would he even care? It’s not for Arthas to hold her up in her hour of darkness, even though he’s done it before when she begged it of him. Maybe, out of every creature in the whole of Beqanna, he had come here to the meadow for a reason - maybe fate had brought him back around to the olive mare for reasons she couldn’t begin to comprehend.

But she won’t drag him into her sorrow without cause. It was bad enough already that she should carry this weight. Arthas only knew what he had seen and Dacia wasn’t even sure if she could make heads or tails of her situation anyways. The world seemed so unsteady these days.

Dacia

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