[Lorna can feel a rush of heat creeping up her neck, nerves and embarrassment reaching up to take hold of her. Already she feels mortified, and she hasn't even begun to air out her dirty laundry.]
[Taking a deep breath, Lorna mentally recites a quick prayer before exhaling a tight, resigned sigh.]
[Alright. It's now or never.]
...Well. Alright. I suppose it would be best to speak now and be done with it.
[She reaches across the table, wanting to take Anna's hand between her own. Whether this is for her comfort or Lorna's own, she can't rightly tell.]
You and I...we make quite a pair, don't we? A princess and a pauper. Who ever would have imagined such a thing?
[She smiles a little, almost sadly, before continuing.]
We come from two very different worlds, in more ways than one. In most ways, one could argue. In ways that I...that I've neglected to tell you.
[She swallows, uncomfortable, and looks down at their hands. Absently, she notices teal nailpolish Anna painted her claws with has begun to chip. She'll have to ask her to touch them up later...assuming Anna even wants to speak to her again after this.]
[Pushing that thought away, Lorna continues.]
Anna, my turtledove, I've kept a terrible secret from you. I told myself it was to spare you the pain of knowing, but I realize now I've done you a disservice. You're owed my honesty, no matter how ugly the truth may be.
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[Lorna can feel a rush of heat creeping up her neck, nerves and embarrassment reaching up to take hold of her. Already she feels mortified, and she hasn't even begun to air out her dirty laundry.]
[Taking a deep breath, Lorna mentally recites a quick prayer before exhaling a tight, resigned sigh.]
[Alright. It's now or never.]
...Well. Alright. I suppose it would be best to speak now and be done with it.
[She reaches across the table, wanting to take Anna's hand between her own. Whether this is for her comfort or Lorna's own, she can't rightly tell.]
You and I...we make quite a pair, don't we? A princess and a pauper. Who ever would have imagined such a thing?
[She smiles a little, almost sadly, before continuing.]
We come from two very different worlds, in more ways than one. In most ways, one could argue. In ways that I...that I've neglected to tell you.
[She swallows, uncomfortable, and looks down at their hands. Absently, she notices teal nailpolish Anna painted her claws with has begun to chip. She'll have to ask her to touch them up later...assuming Anna even wants to speak to her again after this.]
[Pushing that thought away, Lorna continues.]
Anna, my turtledove, I've kept a terrible secret from you. I told myself it was to spare you the pain of knowing, but I realize now I've done you a disservice. You're owed my honesty, no matter how ugly the truth may be.