This vulnerable version of Ursula was one that elicited feelings in Elladora that she didn’t care to acknowledge. Thirteen years she had known this woman, fretted over her, judged, her, laughed with her, hated her, eat and drank and shared a life with her while Phineas was off being headmaster, and the fact that she now loved her was an inevitability that Elladora accepted as simply the way her world was now.
She loved her more than she ever had Iona because Ursula, despite her flaws, understood what it was to be one of them, yet despite this fondness she still rolled her eyes at the other woman and spotting the pitcher of water at the side of the bed opted to reach for it rather than wait for the waking. She didn’t clock Ursula’s slightly more alert face, and she put the rambling down to sleep, so with little compunction Elladora – still holding Ursula’s hand in sisterly concern – reached for the jug of water and unceremoniously upended it on Ursula’s face.
fabulous set by Lady <3