REXANNA
FOR A TIME IT SEEMED TO ME,
THAT WE WERE STARLIGHT-TOUCHED.
FAILING TO REALIZE THAT WE WERE STARCROSSED,
She pauses in her attempts to try and calm the worries that settle in the back of Bastien’s mind, and it’s clear once he begins to speak that it doesn’t seem to work. Not when he admits that she’s correct… yet then spins it around once more of the fear of the timing. And gods how she loves Remi, quite dearly, but the fact remains… Perhaps gatherings just weren’t meant to be for children here. But Bastien doesn’t end there, no, not as he expresses the concern of her losing another that has her gaze lingering on him in silence.She’d thought about it. For a while, actually.
She tears her gaze from him to look back at the paint as it begins to spread and dry a small amount. “But Bastien…? If we keep prolonging it waiting for things to get better there might never be a time? Would you… Would you rather not do it at all versus the possibility of losing it?” She pauses, briefly, a sharp inhale of breath despite not needing it. “I want to do this. If I didn’t want to, I wouldn’t have agreed. If something happens, then it happens, and that’s life, yes?”
THE STARS WERE
NEVER
ON OUR SIDE.
