Swiftcurrent Creek All that was undone was done when we were young

guilt spears her, gutting her from the inside out.

but bellatrix is a proud woman, too proud to apologize for her reaction despite that she knows it is not reverie's fault nor fair to take her ugly feelings out on the blonde.

but she is not so quick to recover from the proverbial slap to her face as she chose to take it.

the cavern 'round them feels too small, too pressing. suddenly, all bellatrix wants is to be gone from it.

the blonde asks for the commander's help ... and it grinds against the chainmail and stone she furiously attempts to wrap 'round her heart. gods how she wants to say no!

a soft snort, a flick of her tail against her haunches; shoulders tensing with decision. i will help you. and then she planned to get as far away from reverie and her mayfair man as she could.