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CHAPTERSEVEN
Zelle
long-hair-dont-careposted:
Guys, guys. I am SAVED. After suffering all weekend from these horrible headaches, I am saved.
Mother brought me perisage and I am making a tincture as I type. I used a little magic to start it up, but it should definitely be ready for use in a couple of days.
I will definitely document my tincture making process (eventually) since a lot of you have been asking me to do that for a while. And it's basically the same no matter what kind of tincture you're making, so it's a pretty cut and dry process.
Anywho, my head still feels like it's splitting in two, but that's okay, because I'm about to knock out this headache, yay! *gentle cheering because damn does my head still hurt!*
I think this is going to be a short post, because I'm going to go lay down after doing all this herbing!
Have a good one guys!
~~monday morning~~
Mother arrived like usual, promptly at seven in the morning. I made sure to look a bit more disheveled than was normal just so it would look like I was losing sleep.
I technicallywaslosing sleep, thinking about finally talking to my guys face to face (via video chat). But I wasn't losing it for the reason MotherthoughtI was losing it, so I kind of played it up a little more than I otherwise would have.
"Oh, dearheart… you poor thing. I should have found a way to bring this sooner…" she cooed, pulling me close as she entered the apartment.
Wincing, I hugged her all the same. It caused her to coo over me all the more and I simply nodded and accepted her cooings so I could get the thing I really wanted.
I was actually feeling the tiniest bit of guilt for lying to Mother like this, but I reallyreallywanted to speak to my guys.
It made no sense for me to feel guilty, and I knew that. But I had spent so much of my life trying to make that woman happy at the expense of myself and I knew that logically, it wasn't bad to want something for just me, but it was a hard lesson to learn when I'd never actively been taught that.
Mother linked her arm with mine, asking me kindly for some tea.
Apparently she didn't feeltoosorry for me, if she still wanted me to make the tea, but whatever.
Maybe that was just a little of Rifyr and Kinden's thoughts finally breaking the surface in my mind or whatever. It probably was.
I flicked my fingers, making sure to take a little bit longer to assemble the tea tray than normal. I even broke a dish to make it look authentic.
I would repair it later, but that was beside the point.
Mother heard the dish break and that was all that mattered.
I brought the tray out, wobbling it slightly so the dishes clinked together before I set it down on the table in the dining room.
"I'm sorry, dearheart. I should have done that myself…"
Probably, but she wouldn't ever do it herself if I was here to do it.
I smiled weakly, shaking my head. "It's no trouble Mother, I promise."
"No need to mince your words for me, Rapunzel. I certainly never do it."
She certainly didn't.
"And I can't abide lying, no matter how sick you are," she added, shaking her finger at me. I swallowed, my meek look not entirely an act as I pondered if she knew how much I was actually lying. I guessed not, or I'd know it by now.
"I know, Mother, I was simply trying to spare your feelings."
