Only yesterday Elladora would have said Ursula’s speech was a bit much but somehow this morning it felt quite appropriate and Ella’s emotions swelled as though they were a delirium come to unbalance her. A single treacherous tear escaped from the corner of her eye and Elladora felt the cold trickle of it down her cheek, an annoying tell that she was not unaffected by the sentiments and had, despite herself, been taken aback by her own emotions. Perhaps if Ursula did die the curious, maddening hold she had over her might go with her to the beyond?
“You won’t be,” Ella replied in as steady a voice as she could muster, a wave of tiredness coming over her quite as suddenly as these abrasive feelings had pushed their way from wherever she had buried them in her body. Did emotions always make one feel so soporific? It would certainly explain why Ursula took to her chaise lounge quite so often and, beguiling, she felt a spike of affection at even that.
She was drunk, or at the very least lost in the midst of madness, but somehow the persistent tenderizing Ursula’s presence had inflicted on her soul had finally turned it soft and squidgy. And thus the number of people she had allowed to be physically close to her increased to a tally of two as Elladora leaned forward and gently pressed her lips against Ursula’s in a kiss that’s briefness did not disguise the feelings it expressed.
fabulous set by Lady <3