Damien Hughes (D)
Deceased
Future Marquis d'Maurier; House Hughes
Son of Luc and Giselle Hughes. Former ship Captain
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Post by Damien Hughes (D) on Jan 8, 2009 16:33:31 GMT -5
I had been out in the City when I heard the news, it spread like wild fire, as of course it should. Prince Augustin de Trevalion was dead.
I practically ran home, thinking of Mirielle the whole time. She had lost the one person she truly loved and now she was alone. No parents, no siblings, and no beloved. I was what was left of her family, or at least to a degree. Gods, poor Mirielle. I had to leave at once and go to her, it was only right.
Though I mourned for the loss of Prince August, I felt strange about it too. August had been the only thing keeping me from Mirielle, her love for him kept me at bay. I had delt with it and I was trying to move on.
Oh gods, Aurianne.
I loved them both. Mirielle was one I had loved for so long that I didn't know it was possible to love another. And then I met Aurianne, a surprise to me and I think to her too. But I had fallen for her, I had fallen in love and had given up on Mirielle, knowing that she had at least found love too. Now though, now she had no one. I didn't know what to do.
Regardless I returned home and packed, finding Aurianne to tell her that I was leaving to Azzalle to be with my cousin in her time of mourning. I asked her if she wanted to go with me, not wanting her to think she would not be envolved in my life. But she declined and we agreed it would be best for her to stay behind at the town house.
I would ride out within the hour, bound for Trevalion Estate and the broken shell I was sure to find in Mirielle.
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