Queen's Chambers

Abi lay there in silence, clinging tightly to Morgan as her thoughts slowly settled; well at least enough that they no longer made her dizzy. Her breathing had calmed as well, to where it didn’t sound as if she was about to hyperventilate, though she was still clinging onto Morgan tightly. Every time the other woman would shift she would as well, tightening her hold on the other woman as fear leapt into her throat. She knew that Morgan wasn’t going to leave her, but she still feared it anyways. Just as her eyes were beginning to grow heavy she heard a knock on the door, causing her to sigh. She thought over letting go of Morgan, and eventually decided that it was the best idea. She would slowly remove her arms from where they were wrapped tightly around the other woman and move to sit up on the bed, crossing her legs beneath her and reaching up to scrub her hands over her face, trying to make it look more like she’d just been woken up, and less like she’d been crying.

When Morgan called for them to enter she would blink, her brows rising slightly as a servant entered with two girls in two, around her own age. She would offer them a friendly smile, though when the servant said that they were her ladies in waiting she would blink, turning to look at Morgan for a moment. She hadn’t known, though she figured the deal must have been made sometime this morning possibly? She wasn’t sure, and instead of seeking answers she would turn back to the girls, “Well, welcome,” she would say with a smile before moving to climb from the bed. She would straighten her dress as best as she could before approaching them, “You can call me Abaigael,” she would say kindly, waiting to hear their names as well. This was a very nice distraction from the events that had transpired today, though there was still a hint of fear in her chest, and whenever appropriate her gaze would move to Morgan as if she was making sure the other woman was still there.

She couldn’t help but smile at Morgan when she started to speak, only to back off and go sit down. She would have to withhold a chuckle, though honestly she was a tad bit uncomfortable being left to do this by herself. She had no idea what she would do with a lady-in-waiting, much less two. However, she would turn her attention first the Alana, and then to Casidhe as they both introduced themselves before finally taking the opportunity to speak, “It’s a pleasure to have you both here, I have heard many great things about you,” she would say with a smile. It wasn’t entirely a lie; she had heard that they were both very pretty young ladies, though honestly she hadn’t heard much else. It wasn’t like she would tell them that, anyways. She would glance between the two women for a moment before gesturing for them to take a seat, and as they did she would turn to the servant with a gracious smile, “Thank you very much,” she would say, dismissing the woman kindly before turning back to the Ahearn sisters. She honestly had no idea what she was supposed to do with them; they were supposed to be her companions, but her only companion at court had ever been Morgan, and she certainly wasn’t going to be their Morgan.

After a moment or two she would move to sit across from them, wishing silently that the Queen would have taken over the conversation like she usually did. “So, tell me about yourselves,” she would murmur kindly. She supposed if she was going to be around these two ladies that she would need to know at least a little bit about them. She figured that after they were done chattering that she could show them to their rooms and whatnot, or maybe have a servant do that? She wasn’t sure. She tried not to show that she felt awkward in this situation, which she was honestly pretty good at. Unless it was Morgan she was rather good at hiding her emotions.

She would smile and nod when Casidhe noticed that they were of the same age, “Yes, I am,” she would say, though she would hope it wouldn’t make things awkward; her having to take direction from somebody who was the same age as her. When she heard Alana’s ‘Aww’ she couldn’t help but grin, though a blush did darken her cheeks. She didn’t know what to say to it though, and would thus turn back to the other sister as she started to speak. She couldn’t help but notice the undertone to her voice, which spoke of some ill emotion, and she would frown just slightly, her gaze flicking from the girl and over to Morgan for a brief moment before shifting back, “Yes, it is. We never thought that it would be possible, so it’s definitely exciting. And speaking of planning the wedding, I would definitely enjoy help with it,” she would say with a smile, letting her gaze shift to Alana so that she knew that she was speaking to the both of them. She figured that it would give them both something to do, and besides they were supposed to help plan royal parties and such anyways. She was suddenly concerned for the older sister, and couldn’t help but wonder what had been the cause behind the ill tone to her voice. She knew that it would bug her until she found out because she would want to try to help, but that was just Abi for you.