SEELIE COURT TABLES | Aerinn Valkyr & Trent Christalle | Marriage Announcement
Honestly, Aerinn didn't care that she'd spoken loud enough to stop the crowd in their tracks. It wasn't as if they cared. All she was now was a circus freak; that girl that everyone spoke about behind their hands. So why not speak out? At least they'd have a
real
reason to whisper and gossip.
But as soon as she did, Wyn silently appeared; recommending that perhaps it was best that they retire to a more private area, to which Trent agreed. Rising, Aerinn took Trent's hand and not-so-subtly shrugged off Wyn's hand at her elbow. Turning, she speared the Unicorn with eyes so icy, they resembled her sister Brynja's, "Dont. Touch Me." She hated him; and there was a piece inside of her that hurt so deeply that she despised him right now.
Alone again, Trent released her and Aerinn let loose. Walking to a nearby table, she lifted the vase into the air and threw it at the closed door. "The wedding date?" she hissed, those icy eyes now turned to the only person left with her. "For the last week I've been poked and prodded and had a million and a half questions throw at me." Once the words started, they just kept coming, "Do this! Do that!" Though she knew it wasn't his fault, Aerinn couldn't stem the forceful way in which she spoke to the Prince. "Do you know what it's like for me to be under lock and key?" Aerinn's arms indicated the way she was dressed; how she was coifed, "I hate this. This isn't me. I want to be outside playing football or just getting dirty." She collapsed into the closest chair, eyes beginning to release that rain of tears that threatened to fall earlier, "I don't want to sit at Court." Now she couldn't continue as her throat knotted and she covered her eyes with her hands.