Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-34818102-20190525013000/@comment-38232361-20190616021605

Mirabelle continued to cry into Monica as she starts weakly pounding her and sobbing, "It's not true! He couldn't have! You didn't know him! He wouldn't hurt anyone! He always did the right thing!" When she heard Aaron, her voice was seething with anger as she turned to the deserter prince. "In a better place? In a better place!? How could he be in a 'better place' if it's somewhere you refuse to go to!? How is it a 'better place' if he's there, and I'm here!? If 'Not Hell' is such a 'better place', then why don't you and your runaway dad just go back!?!"

'MEANWHILE... '

The Inari maid breifly bows her head slightly in acknowledgment. "As you wish... madam. Does this mean you... will not be staying for dinner... with the master? Tonight's main course is swordfish... with flame grilled corn... and the finest bottle of... chardonnay in the master's... collection." She asks Freya in her terse and pausing manner of speech, with every mention of the word "master" sounding almost like a moan of pleasure.