Claude definitely wasn’t living the life she’d imagined for herself years earlier, sometimes her happy memories of times at school with Jaskier and Rene felt like they had happened to someone else, the memories so faded and so old.
She sat in a seat at the back corner of some tavern. She honestly hadn’t been paying attention when she’d gone in. She felt like a ghost moving along, going through the motions but not really feeling anything. She looked at her now empty tea cup, the longer she was alone with her thoughts, the more the past came back to her.
A tear slid down her cheek and fell to the table, followed by another. She hated herself for crying, but the longer she sat and thought about things, the harder it was for her to hold back the tears. She honestly wasn’t sure how much longer she could endure being under Manchette’s thumb. He wanted an heir, but she still wasn’t over the miscarriage from the year before.
She wiped another tear before it had a chance to fall to the table and pushed the empty cup of tea back from her.
She sat in a seat at the back corner of some tavern. She honestly hadn’t been paying attention when she’d gone in. She felt like a ghost moving along, going through the motions but not really feeling anything. She looked at her now empty tea cup, the longer she was alone with her thoughts, the more the past came back to her.
A tear slid down her cheek and fell to the table, followed by another. She hated herself for crying, but the longer she sat and thought about things, the harder it was for her to hold back the tears. She honestly wasn’t sure how much longer she could endure being under Manchette’s thumb. He wanted an heir, but she still wasn’t over the miscarriage from the year before.
She wiped another tear before it had a chance to fall to the table and pushed the empty cup of tea back from her.
10-27-2023, 12:41 PM
