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Helena Wells-Quinzel is H.G. Wells (indelibleink) wrote in makebelievelog,

"Not all of them were male chauvinists who degraded women. Though pretty much all of them were married to other women, which tended to limit things. Not that I was at all open to the idea of marriage then because I wasn't going to let a man control me like that." Helena's nose had the briefest wrinkle to it as she recalled that. "Well, I could have had an open relationship with a woman. Edith Ellis was one of my lovers. Both before and after she was married. But, of course, that would have only invited far more criticism from people about me." There was also the fact that having a daughter out of wedlock had also made her a magnet for harsh criticism from people. But Helena wasn't going to mention Christina right now, she didn't want to drag that whole situation up when it wasn't related to the current discussion. "Still, my history of relationships tends to largely be determined by my lack of judgment in character." Helena hadn't always been the smartest person when it came to lovers. Myka was one of the very, very few lovers Helena had had that was the exception to that.

"You certainly do have her charmed, don't you Helena?" Vincent said in that condescending tone of his. Helena's shoulders squared and went a bit rigid as she heard his voice.

"Bugger off, Vincent," she snapped, glaring at him momentarily before she turned her attention back to Myka.

"You can ignore me all you wish, but you and I both know that you don't belong here. You don't belong anywhere."

Helena's jaw clenched briefly as those words hit a cord within her. Oh how she knew those words were true. She didn't have a place to call home. Not even this castle was really home to her despite being there for over a year. Still, she attempted to ignore what Vincent had said and the subsequent emotions that were triggered because of it and she turned her attention back to Myka.

"We have, but there are still times I doubt it. My life has rarely had favorable outcomes for me. I just...I just feel silly admitting to these things, and I feel like you will become taxed upon hearing them." Helena knew Myka would listen to her if she needed to talk, but Helena had a lot of deep seeded fears she'd never voiced before. She did feel like Myka would eventually get tired of hearing about them.