[hr][hr] [center][h1]Juliette Morrison[/h1] [img]http://media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m54ma9gt7t1qdznpo.gif[/img] [b]Location:[/b] Ghal-Priyam; Holloway Co. [sup][b]Post In Collaboration With:[/b] None. [b]Interacting With:[/b] Luna Stevenson ([@Caits]), Constance Holloway ([@Atrophy]), and Maxine Holloway ([@Mercenary Lord]).[/sup][/center] [hr][hr] Love wasn’t necessary..? That didn’t-... That wasn’t right… was it..? The words ringing over and over within the confines of her mind, Juliette curled her fingers lightly around the material of her skirt, causing it to ride up ever so slightly as she continued to stare unseeingly at the space between her and Maxine, her soft pink lips parting from one another, and a confused expression flickering across her soft features as she did her best to think through what the woman had just said to her… Love wasn’t necessary…? That didn’t sound right. Her parents, and even her older brother, had always led her to believe that being in love was a magical experience- one of the most beautiful things that a person could feel towards another; and then to be able to go out, and share that with the one person that you wanted to spend the rest of your life with… the one person that you [i]chose[/i] to spend the rest of your life with… such a thing seemed completely invaluable... ..had-... had she been misled all this time..? [b]“..You will see. Arn is a fine man. He shall care for you, and you shall not want for anything, as a part of our family. I like your parents as well, and I doubt they will disagree with me. Together, our families can accomplish a great deal.”[/b] Maxine was right- this wasn’t about love; it was about status… about power… about what she could gain from having the two families united in wedlock. She felt sick… her stomach churning slightly at the thought of marriage to a man she both knew and felt very little about. Yes; Arn was a good man… a gentleman with a kind heart, and one that would, in truth, provide for her well through their lives, but-... but he wasn’t the man that she wanted… Her head lifting as she felt the warmth of another’s hands taking her own, Juliette allowed her gaze to linger in the direction she could both hear and feel the gentle breath of the other person; and with it, she couldn’t help but take even the smallest amount of comfort. Someone was trying to help her, but she knew in the long run, there was no getting out of that which had been decided for her. Everyone in Ghal-Priyam knew… whatever Maxine Holloway wanted; she got. [b]“Juliette?”[/b] That voice… though she had only heard it but a few times that day, she knew exactly who it belonged to; the Devil Diver… the one that had arrived that morn, and who had been interested in what it was that she actually did. The woman seemed nice… or at least, nice enough that Raymond had helped to translate so that they could have a conversation with one another. ..Raymond… Shifting slightly over the seat, Juliette let her head drop once more, her eyes flicking over to glance in the direction of the door that was separating the both of them before her attention was once more on her lap. She wanted to be out there- she wanted to be with him, not sitting here listening to some woman making choices for a life that she wanted nothing to do with… Hesitating a moment, she lifted her head slightly, her voice soft… almost inaudible as she spoke, though only to the woman that was crouched in front of her, doing her best to speak in the language that she would understand, “..L-Luuna… want-... want to l-leave… b-be with Raymond…” By the Gods… when she had the chance, she really needed to learn more of the Devil Divers tongue...