Getting A Good Look Around (Tag Anyone)

"I suppose its hard to smile when your daughters are off with a different species," Ariella said bitterly, thinking of Jane, which led to thinking of Esme, and then her husband. her husband who'd never trust her.

"Smiling is easy for those whose lives can stand up straight," Ariella said. Her life was like a pile of junk, piled high. Betrayal, jealousy, horror, fear, and anguish all stacked in one leaning tower. One day it will all fall down, so she thought.

"Oh, she...hangs out with non-humans often?" That was a bit of interesting news, although that may explain why Charlotte had suggested that the humans ally with the witches. Although the last time he had heard about her encountering some supernatural creature, it had been a werewolf that had clawed her up pretty badly. He bit his lip for a moment, not sure what to say to Arielle's proverb-like statement at the end, so he just chose to nod.

Ariella realized he thought she meant Charlotte and she shook her head, "Oh, no, not Charlotte, his.... other daughters," Ariella said awkwardly, knowing Korso no longer counted them as his children.

"Oh." So that's what she meant. Of course, everyone who was in the army learned about Korso's other daughters eventually. Never from Korso himself, of course. He never talked about them. But some of the older soldiers, who had been there a while, knew what had happened. Ping that it was all kinda tragic and he understood how that had made Korso hate everything that was non-human.

(Im so sorry, vacation...)

Ariella glanced awkwardly to the side and sighed, "Well, I should probably be going now, nice to meet you, soldier," Ariella said politely, curtsying and smiling. She fixed a strand of hair and began to walk away. She had said to much, but she was so vulnerable lately, it was almost dangerous, Ariella had to get a grip. If she became any more emotional or let down her guard for even a moment Tzekel would bring her Jane's head.