Phoebe
"So things are still going well with them then?" Phoebe asked with a small smile. Remi's relationships with the gods was complicated at best, his patron Ludo being no exception. But if he was here, welcomed by their woods, leading the few who called it home, certainly he was in the herald's good graces - and vice versa.
Phoebe smirked mischievously, "I would not put it past Frey to leave me behind because they find it boring or unimportant." she said, jokingly of course. The whims of the herald were the basis of their behavior, and that which bored them was well known to cause an adverse reaction. But of course, they had their own bosses to report to as well. She doubted even Frey could skirt a "business meeting" in favor of more pleasurable activities. "I know, I know." she said with a light laugh as he reminded her the cost of his blessings and favor. She was not immune to it either, though in ways that differed from his. "Jealousy is rarely logical though. And isn't it typical of the youngest to wish to be like their older siblings?" she said teasingly. There were many good reasons to aspire to be like Remi, she thought - the first and foremost being the family he had and she yet yearned for. It had been the source of much pain for him, but only because it was an equal source of joy.
"I am well I suppose." she said with a small smile, happy enough to change subjects. "Still working towards Frey's baby garden. With this new shift I can get around much easier at least." she said. She glanced down at the baby boy in her arms once more. Things were good. Fine. The calm before the storm. Yet it was hard not to feel somewhat...empty. Sunjata's would have been two. Emmett's child would have been almost four. Or was it five? "The years really do fly by, don't they?" she said, looking up at him with a smile.
Phoebe smirked mischievously, "I would not put it past Frey to leave me behind because they find it boring or unimportant." she said, jokingly of course. The whims of the herald were the basis of their behavior, and that which bored them was well known to cause an adverse reaction. But of course, they had their own bosses to report to as well. She doubted even Frey could skirt a "business meeting" in favor of more pleasurable activities. "I know, I know." she said with a light laugh as he reminded her the cost of his blessings and favor. She was not immune to it either, though in ways that differed from his. "Jealousy is rarely logical though. And isn't it typical of the youngest to wish to be like their older siblings?" she said teasingly. There were many good reasons to aspire to be like Remi, she thought - the first and foremost being the family he had and she yet yearned for. It had been the source of much pain for him, but only because it was an equal source of joy.
"I am well I suppose." she said with a small smile, happy enough to change subjects. "Still working towards Frey's baby garden. With this new shift I can get around much easier at least." she said. She glanced down at the baby boy in her arms once more. Things were good. Fine. The calm before the storm. Yet it was hard not to feel somewhat...empty. Sunjata's would have been two. Emmett's child would have been almost four. Or was it five? "The years really do fly by, don't they?" she said, looking up at him with a smile.
not many knew her struggle
but eventually all knew her light
