His meditation was interrupted by the sound of bird's wings. The bird dropped the letter which was from Amalia. He shook his head as he read it. It was like reading a child's temper tantrum. He stood and tossed the letter in the fire.
"Confound that woman. Did she not even read it? "
Sighing, he penned another letter and had it sent then went back home , stood in front of the fireplace and stared at the flames. He voiced his thoughts. His voice tinged with anger but an even tone.
" I admitted I had heard some things after our meeting in Bezantur. That we were probably both upset about Alyisse and now that it was over we could clear the air. I explained why I left when I did. It hurt me to see her almost have to beg Tyrael to talk to me and then only while he was watching. She called me a false friend. How was I? Was it because I had to believe her and not have my own thoughts?
In her letter she turns around and does things she accused me of.
If anyone was false,it was her. After she started her business and interest in Max and Tyrael she did not even notify me she had bought a home. She was upset I had wished to consider her like a sister as I thought since neither of us had a family we could be. Hells even siblings and friends fight but if they really wish to stay friends they sit down and talk."
He had stopped and went to get a drink. He returned to the bear rug and sat in front of the fire and continued.
"Milena had no problem when I asked if we could be siblings. Naturally we did not expect to change as it had. Is Amalia afraid it might?
I have no intention of it being so. Besides she has Tyrael. She claimed I had hurt her with my words yet she has hurt me. I never claimed I was perfect, hells I am only human, flesh and blood not metal. I have feelings as well.
He took another pull off his mug. His voice was soft and almost a whisper.
"Mayhap I feel too much."
He quickly downed the last of his ale and set it on the floor. He had not noticed that after he had spoken,a single tear ran down his left cheek.
"Confound that woman. Did she not even read it? "
Sighing, he penned another letter and had it sent then went back home , stood in front of the fireplace and stared at the flames. He voiced his thoughts. His voice tinged with anger but an even tone.
" I admitted I had heard some things after our meeting in Bezantur. That we were probably both upset about Alyisse and now that it was over we could clear the air. I explained why I left when I did. It hurt me to see her almost have to beg Tyrael to talk to me and then only while he was watching. She called me a false friend. How was I? Was it because I had to believe her and not have my own thoughts?
In her letter she turns around and does things she accused me of.
If anyone was false,it was her. After she started her business and interest in Max and Tyrael she did not even notify me she had bought a home. She was upset I had wished to consider her like a sister as I thought since neither of us had a family we could be. Hells even siblings and friends fight but if they really wish to stay friends they sit down and talk."
He had stopped and went to get a drink. He returned to the bear rug and sat in front of the fire and continued.
"Milena had no problem when I asked if we could be siblings. Naturally we did not expect to change as it had. Is Amalia afraid it might?
I have no intention of it being so. Besides she has Tyrael. She claimed I had hurt her with my words yet she has hurt me. I never claimed I was perfect, hells I am only human, flesh and blood not metal. I have feelings as well.
He took another pull off his mug. His voice was soft and almost a whisper.
"Mayhap I feel too much."
He quickly downed the last of his ale and set it on the floor. He had not noticed that after he had spoken,a single tear ran down his left cheek.
Caramiriel:Retired
Garbage:Retired
Rimeth: Merchant of Bezantur
Marister (dead) -Ranger -Robin Hood of Thay (death marked for pissing off a Daeron.)
Vil'a'w'en Mel'for'm - Blighter of Moander
Garbage:Retired
Rimeth: Merchant of Bezantur
Marister (dead) -Ranger -Robin Hood of Thay (death marked for pissing off a Daeron.)
Vil'a'w'en Mel'for'm - Blighter of Moander