RP: Wanted, One Necromancer
Date: February 17, 2006 Characters: Romilda, Daphne, Liam, Miles Location: Bletchley Manor Private/Public: Private Rating: ADULT Warnings: emo ranting ghost. possible catfights. Summary: Romilda discovers just how easily she is replaced in her son's affections, whilst Miles learns something new about his wife.
Romilda didn't know why Liam was so happy. She was glad to see he was getting over Rosmerta's death. Romilda had felt a severe sense of loss at that as well, and had searched the ghostly realm for her, but to no avail.
She was going to miss her, and now she realised that she was going to see so much more of this as the people she knew died around her. But her focus was on seeing her son grow up, and he was a little too cheerful, which had her worried.
She was used to hearing Liam talk about the parade of women flitting past, and she'd already had one confrontation with Lettie. But when Liam said he had a NEW mummy, her heart stopped. Well, it would have, had she been alive.
It took all of her resolve not to take it out on Liam, but hearing about new mummies, and daddy making pwomise contracts and marriages and her moving in and they all living together just had her seething. Just like that, he goes off and marries. Thank Merlin Liam was such a relaxed child, but honestly, when the fuck did Miles ever think before doing anything.
"MILES!" she screeched, heading through the wall and in search of the one thing that made her realise she could never leave her son alone. She didn't care about her language right now, because Liam had heard worse from his father, undoubtedly. "MILES, JUST WHAT THE FUCK HAVE YOU DONE?"