Thread: Talia's Tale (EvelynWillows x Collector of Rarities)

Talia accepted the bread that she was offered and ate it slowly. It felt strange having Armond's fingers in her hair when she was used to her Mistress's. She wasn't proud of what she'd put Garrity through it had been her who revealed that Garrity was related to Captain Greyspawn, not knowing the trouble it would get him in. It was one of the reasons why she distrusted Armond she didn't believe that Armond should have placed Garrity in the Slave House for so minor an offense, especially after seeing it for herself first hand. Garrity had not been put up for sale, but instead been sent there to be tortured, all because he wished to escape his past. Armond refused to share his reasoning on the matter, instead prompting Talia to ask Garrity why he'd been sent to the Slave House, but Talia wasn't interested in a second-hand account she wanted to hear the answer straight from Armond's lips. Of course, Talia had given Garrity her own share of grief. She'd respected him a great deal soon after she met him he was wise and strong, but he'd also had to marry her Mistress, whom she loved dearly. Talia wasn't proud of how she'd acted towards Garrity while he was married to Misha and still had a bit of trouble looking him in the eye. She blamed Armond for a good deal of her Mistress's suffering, since it was he who allowed to matter to go so far. Granted, Misha could have put her foot down and said No at any point, and Talia still didn't quite understand why she'd agreed to marry Garrity as a way to save him, since Talia was the only one interested in saving him. She'd told her Mistress several times that she'd have tried to find another way, any other way, to rescue Garrity, but Misha had proposed the option and insisted that it was the only option. They'd informed Armond of their plan, but he'd refused to pull Garrity out of the Slave House. He knew what would happen to his sister and for that, Talia blamed him. Perhaps he didn't think that she'd go through with it, or perhaps there was some other reason, but he refused to tell Talia anything, saying that he didn't need to explain himself to her. Whatever the case, Talia hadn't stopped her Mistress, partially because she hadn't yet had time to grow close to her, and Misha had married Garrity. Talia's ears drooped as she remembered a story Armond had told her Misha had initially had two sisters, both of whom had died. One had died because a jealous slave had killed her for taking a lover. Talia never would have harmed her Mistress, at least not intentionally and she had done quite a bit of unintentional harm, but she realized how much she must have scarred her Mistress with her actions. After all, Misha had avoided male slaves because she feared being killed like her sister, so when the half-elf had started acting jealous, she must have been terrified. Talia hung her head, her ears drooping a bit lower, as she thought on just how poorly she'd acted towards her Mistress. She desperately wanted to look back on her memories of Misha fondly, but it seemed that every time she remembered something, she found another way she'd failed or harmed her instead. She understood that the blame did not rest entirely on her shoulders, but it was hard to come to terms with the fact that she'd been so horrible to the woman she loved. Talia had enough self control not to cry in front of the other Blade Dancers, but her ears gave her away elves' ears gave fairly clear indicators of their emotions. Talia was only half-elf and didn't have the full range of motion, but her ears would droop when she was sad, scared or shy. She bowed her head, allowing her bangs to hide her eyes, as she finished off the rest of the bread. Thank you, Master, she said, her voice soft and quiet, but I don't have anything to say.