Sleep, and I Shall Soothe You

phoebe Sleep and I shall soothe you, calm you, and annoint you Phoebe watched him quietly, feeling her heart sink as he looked at the door. He was going to walk away. Of course he was. Why wouldn’t he? She was clingy and needy and naggy. She didn’t do enough to accommodate him. The weight of guilt – deserved or not – for the failure of this relationship weighed heavy on her shoulders. In response, Pim crawled up on to her lap, woken from his nap by the shrine, trilling up at her softly. She smiled at the little dragon sadly, running her hand over his head, careful of the little horns that had begun to grow in there. But the sound of Emmett’s shoes against the ground grew louder, not softer, and she glanced up with surprise to see him approaching, then sitting in the chair at her side. Pim whirled around to face him, a low growl of warning coming from his little dragon chest. Clearly when it came to an argument, Pim had a definite, albeit unsurprising, side to take. Phoebe shushed the little dragon quietly, hugging him close her chest to quiet him. Emmett’s words made her hopeful, if hesitantly, that perhaps not all was lost. ”I know I am.” she said to his point about the army. ”But this also isn’t the same world that your father lived in. It’s much bigger, there is so much out there that no Natural born person from the Hollowed Grounds knows about…we have to grow and evolve as the world around us changes. If we just keep doing what worked before under new conditions, it is only a matter of time before we fail…and in this case it could have deadly consequences.” she said, squeezing the dragon a little bit tighter. ”Is it just because she announced herself Queen and you don’t know her that you are angry?” she asked.