Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-25808351-20170203204458/@comment-28358106-20170203235044

"If I knew that, I wouldn't be here," she says, showing annoyance right back. "I'm pretty sure I've explained this over and over again. I thought I came here to help Emelia, but that's not the case.  And normally when a Wife is allowed to right their own wrong, they're told what it is they have to do, so I have no idea what I'm doing here. And it isn't just a case of being homesick."

-BAMF-

She appears behind him, in the hallway. "I can't explain it in a way you'll understand, and fuck knows I've tried. You know what it might be like for a bird if you clipped its wings, slit its throat so it couldn't sing, and kept it in a shoebox all the time?  Or maybe if you put a fish on the ground and threw a ball and expect it to fetch?  I'm not in my element.  I AM my element.  I am the fucking QUEEN of my element.  And I have to stay here.  No singing, no swimming.  Just fetch and shoebox." She sighs.