Well, you wanted me to leave Cat alone, as I recall - And now, I have no choice but to leave him alone, as he wouldn't even talk to me!
- So what is there to talk about, anymore, anyway?
[Her mother sighed at that.]
...Well, the thing is - I think you've gotten much too dependent on the Dark side of the magic arts, Gwendolen...
[Gwendolen made even more of a face at that, and turned away, scowling. The dark arts had served her well up to this point, she thought - And she really was pretty good at them, too, if she said so herself!]
[So why did so many people seem to think she had to go and learn all those mushy sentimental healing spells and stuff like that, anyway? She couldn't for the life of her see how learning how to help other people at the expense of her own magical energies could help improve her life in any way whatsoever...]
[And in the gardens...]
[Serena grimanced.]
Oh, yes - I actually wondered if I was cursed in some ways or something, a couple of times, though Luna didn't seem to think so.
- He keeps seeing me in the most embarrasing situations possible!
[Like when she was late and running off to Mrs Springname's School For Girls, or when she got and especially bad test and was trying to get rid of it by rolling it up and throwing it away, or...]
[Grrr.]
[And then she blinked, as another person came into view.]
...Oh, my! If it isn't young Lord Shields...
[A tall, statuesque woman who looked like she might be in her early to mid-30s was coming down the path, her long flamboyent red hair trailing behind her like a bright flame.]
[The young handsome man Serena had called Darien blinked, and then turned to the newcomer with a smile on his face.]
- Lady Beryl!
[And then he leaned down, and mimed giving her a kiss on her hand while she laughed, delightedly.]
...You look wonderful as always, Lady...So what brings you here?
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[Gwendolen scowled at her mother, then.]
Well, you wanted me to leave Cat alone, as I recall - And now, I have no choice but to leave him alone, as he wouldn't even talk to me!
- So what is there to talk about, anymore, anyway?
[Her mother sighed at that.]
...Well, the thing is - I think you've gotten much too dependent on the Dark side of the magic arts, Gwendolen...
[Gwendolen made even more of a face at that, and turned away, scowling. The dark arts had served her well up to this point, she thought - And she really was pretty good at them, too, if she said so herself!]
[So why did so many people seem to think she had to go and learn all those mushy sentimental healing spells and stuff like that, anyway? She couldn't for the life of her see how learning how to help other people at the expense of her own magical energies could help improve her life in any way whatsoever...]
[And in the gardens...]
[Serena grimanced.]
Oh, yes - I actually wondered if I was cursed in some ways or something, a couple of times, though Luna didn't seem to think so.
- He keeps seeing me in the most embarrasing situations possible!
[Like when she was late and running off to Mrs Springname's School For Girls, or when she got and especially bad test and was trying to get rid of it by rolling it up and throwing it away, or...]
[Grrr.]
[And then she blinked, as another person came into view.]
...Oh, my! If it isn't young Lord Shields...
[A tall, statuesque woman who looked like she might be in her early to mid-30s was coming down the path, her long flamboyent red hair trailing behind her like a bright flame.]
[The young handsome man Serena had called Darien blinked, and then turned to the newcomer with a smile on his face.]
- Lady Beryl!
[And then he leaned down, and mimed giving her a kiss on her hand while she laughed, delightedly.]
...You look wonderful as always, Lady...So what brings you here?