Dalanesca gave Melina a look of thanks, though it was masked with her current state. It didn’t take long for Angela to appear, and it seemed that the goddess looked as radiant as ever. She could not help but laugh at the comment about baking a pie incorrectly, or that the alcohol she had gifted Dalanesca was not strong enough.
She was not even able to open her mouth and speak before Angela disappeared again and came back with Rohan, placing him into Dalanesca’s arms. She parted her lips to protest, but fell silent as she caught the scent of the child - that calming, fresh scent put her at ease, at least for a moment. She held him close and tilted her head down to kiss the child on the forehead. She smiled down at him, his little hands grabbing up at her hair and her face. After a moment, however, her smile faded as she remembered why she had journeyed to visit her friend, and she passed little Rohan back to Angela.
”I will admit… I am here to see you because I just need someone to talk to,” she said, with a sigh. She sat back down and folded her arms on the table in front of her, laying her forehead down against them and sighing. She continued to speak, although her voice was muffled by her arms. ”I think I have made a mistake,” she said. ”And I am not sure what I need to do to fix it - or if I actually even made a mistake, or if men are just idiots.” she said, and at this point it would become clear as to why she was there. Regardless, she felt as though she needed to continue elaborating.
”You’re well aware of the fact that I have had a guest for the past few months,” she said, and it was clear as to who she was referencing. ”There has always been this… tension between he and I,” she said, and her mind flashed back to the day he had step foot into Porta Inferi for the first time. She had found him attractive enough, but the more she spoke with him the more intriguing she found him. ”I could never place my finger on it…” She knew that this would not be news to Angela, as she had witnessed the awkward air between the two in person.
She sat back up and looked at Angela, her eyes a bit watery as it was clear she was on the verge of crying. ”When things calmed down, I was in the garden, just relaxing and drinking a bit,” she began. ”I called on him, and he came to sit with me. We just talked and shared a few drinks, but… revelations were beginning to come to light,” she said. ”Apparently… there is a chance that one of the memories I have yet to pull forth will be of a previous life for my soul… one in which Story and I were deeply in love with one another,” she said. The tears had begun streaming down her cheeks. ”That’s all fine and good, but it’s what happened after that has me the most upset,” she added.
”It was starting to get a bit chilly, so we moved into the library where it was a bit warmer,” she said. ”He had a bit to drink too, and I think our inhibitions were lowered… and one thing led to another and he kissed me,” she said. She paused for a moment and took a breath. ”It only lasted for a second, though, and then he apologized and just disappeared. He literally disappeared out of the realm. I mean, I’m understanding of the fact that he may not have meant to do that, and didn’t want to stay in that situation… but he just left me there, no explanation, nothing… and now he is gone,” she said, and the disappointment and sadness was quite prevalent in her voice.
”I just have the worst luck with men,” she said, tears still slowly streaking down her face. ”I thought about going after him, but I figured if he left me, he wanted to,” she said. She stayed silent for a moment. ”I could use another drink,” she said to Angela. ”Have one with me? And maybe you can give me some insight onto why this has happened,” she said, with a heavy sigh.
