Before she could strike him she took the blow to her face, whipping her head to the side. Snapping her head back, long dark hair hiding most of her face and the quickly fading mark he had left on her alabaster skin she glared at him. Selene was never one to hide how she felt, especially from him. There was nothing but the worst sort of pain and anger in her eyes.
Was this how he had felt the night she told him about Tristan? Selene had never felt so betrayed. Her hands were around his neck, she gave his head a hard shake smacking it into the floor before she started to apply pressure to strangle him. A sob welled up in her chest and tears fell but she didn't let go. "You dared to stand in his tomb and mourn...." Her voice was shaking as her hands got tighter. "H---how could you have taken him from me? He was all I had left!" Yes, she knew it was Matayas that had killed her mother, but she did not know why. He was still her father and without Lothoro, she had been left very much alone.
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Date: 2011-12-29 12:58 pm (UTC)Was this how he had felt the night she told him about Tristan? Selene had never felt so betrayed. Her hands were around his neck, she gave his head a hard shake smacking it into the floor before she started to apply pressure to strangle him. A sob welled up in her chest and tears fell but she didn't let go. "You dared to stand in his tomb and mourn...." Her voice was shaking as her hands got tighter. "H---how could you have taken him from me? He was all I had left!" Yes, she knew it was Matayas that had killed her mother, but she did not know why. He was still her father and without Lothoro, she had been left very much alone.