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For sumarusfinest
Feb. 3rd, 2018 08:17 pmIt had been far too many years since she'd had a night to herself. Sure, Kryten was one hell of a nanny, and Barong was one hell of a tutor, but she still had to make 100% sure her boys were safe in this booby trap of a castle.
Ramon...your ancestors were the worst at baby proofing. How dare you leave her a castle?
A night out didn't consist of much. She PIN'd to London. Slipped into the hotel bar at the Savoy, because she could. Held out a distant and dim hope that Nadezhda and Severus would slide into a deep booth behind her, and the three of them could have words about certain topics.
And when that didn't happen, she PIN'd herself back home, into the Hall of Water. She didn't know how oppressive this castle was until she was pinned back between its walls.
She missed her husband. She missed Wade. She missed any sort of semblance of a normal life. She hated that she missed it, and hated her need to live a life without any sort of draw. She was a terrible mother and she hated herself. She made her way into the livable wing of the castle. Three bedrooms, a living room, and a kitchen. The other wings....well. Kryten cleaned them. She didn't care.
"Katsuya?" she called, slipping her heels off as she made her way through the halls of Ramon's ancestors. "I'm home!"
Ramon...your ancestors were the worst at baby proofing. How dare you leave her a castle?
A night out didn't consist of much. She PIN'd to London. Slipped into the hotel bar at the Savoy, because she could. Held out a distant and dim hope that Nadezhda and Severus would slide into a deep booth behind her, and the three of them could have words about certain topics.
And when that didn't happen, she PIN'd herself back home, into the Hall of Water. She didn't know how oppressive this castle was until she was pinned back between its walls.
She missed her husband. She missed Wade. She missed any sort of semblance of a normal life. She hated that she missed it, and hated her need to live a life without any sort of draw. She was a terrible mother and she hated herself. She made her way into the livable wing of the castle. Three bedrooms, a living room, and a kitchen. The other wings....well. Kryten cleaned them. She didn't care.
"Katsuya?" she called, slipping her heels off as she made her way through the halls of Ramon's ancestors. "I'm home!"
