The Queen's Suite, Night

Oct 14, 2013 02:04

High on Karla's list of things she never knew she never wanted to do was this: knocking at her mother's door, a cup of poison in her hand, waiting execute an innocent woman so her uncle could go free. There were so many things wrong and unfair about what she was doing, it was hard to keep track. She wished she could have taken Dinah up on her offer ( Read more... )

who: ludmilla, warning: dark themes ahead!, what: karla hates goodbyes, are all uncles assholes?, [hobart], who: karla, what: death is not the end, event: civil war, this warning not in jest

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glacial_witch October 14 2013, 06:09:21 UTC

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glacial_witch October 14 2013, 06:12:31 UTC

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glacial_witch October 14 2013, 06:15:56 UTC

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glacial_witch October 14 2013, 06:19:38 UTC
Great. Karla hadn't thought it was possible for her to feel any worse tonight, but apparently she'd been wrong.

"I don't remember," she said, setting the cup down on a small table. "I'm sorry. It was a...rough period of adjustment."

Coming home from the coven, realizing just what kind of males prowled the estate, getting dragged into the shadows for forced kisses and wandering fingers, even though she'd only been thirteen...That was why she'd cut off her hair and started wearing Morton's castoff clothing. To try to hide from that as much as she could.

But even so, she felt like she ought to remember something about Ludmilla's loss.

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