The Drow Queen of Glaley [Very NSFW]

[NPCs]

"Don't wanna!" Primera shrieks, tears pooling in her eyes. Her lips tremble, hinting that she's trying not to cry. Strange behavior for her, at least when she's having a tantrum. "Can't!"

[Coquette Blacquin]

"Primera." Coquette's voice is a whip. "You shame yourself."

[NPCs]

"Can't," Primera insists, tears starting to drop and she sniffles loudly. Looking ashamed, she wipes at her face with her forearm. "Gotta --- -----," she mumbles, getting a frown, then raised eyebrows from Zevran. Looking over Primera's head, he mouths carefully at Coquette, "gotta find now."

[Coquette Blacquin]

"Segunda and myself will find your kitten while you take your punishment like a big girl."

[NPCs]

Secunda blinks a few times, eyes widening as she slowly catches on to the fact that things aren't okay. "Mmrr?" she asks, tone worried. "Mmrr lost?" Primera stamps her foot, tears coming in earnest now. "Mama! Wasn't telling!" she hisses in protest, looking at her little sister guiltily.

"Trying to fix it all yourself?" Bull asks in a gentle rumble. "Can't say I blame ya for trying, but a wise hero always remembers to ask for help." Primera sniffles, wiping at her face again, her expression looking crushed and pained. Something that worsens when Secunda begins to cry as well, the older sister worming out of Zevran's gentle grasp to run over and embrace Secunda. The two of them tumble over, the smaller ending up mostly atop the older, as both begin to bawl together.

[Coquette Blacquin]

"You're very sweet to take care of her," says Coquette gently, "but when you insult her and lie to her, you're going to hurt her worse than just telling her the truth."

[NPCs]

Primera sniffs, then hiccups painfully as she sobs. It takes her a few tries, a few moments, but she finally manages to get an 'I'm sorry, sister' out. And in Elven no less, an instinctual show of obedience to her mama, whom she's been sassing off to rather strongly just recently. 

[Coquette Blacquin]

Coquette reaches out and pets her daughter's hair gently, an approving smile on her face. "Good girl."

[NPCs]

Primera presses against the hair, clearly in dire need of comfort and reassurance after her bad behavior that she's not in so much trouble it's forever. Over top the two girls, Coquette sees Zevran watching all this out of the corner of his eyes. The merikos drow has his gaze affixed on the ground, as if worried he's not supposed to be looking at what's going on, but can't stop himself from doing so anyway. His expression is guarded and obscured by the angle, but she's fairly certain she's reading surprise and... perhaps faciniation?

[Coquette Blacquin]

Coquette plants a kiss on each of their heads, then asks, "How about we ask Old Thomas to help us find the kitten? Cats know where each other are hiding."

[NPCs]

"They do?" Secunda asks, her immature emotions diverted at the novel bit of information. "Can I be a cat?"

[Coquette Blacquin]

"You can play pretend," says Coquette. "Let's all pretend to be kitties. Meow!"

[NPCs]

"Mmrrrwwww," Secunda replies with delight, pulling away from her sister so she can pounce on her mother. Primera hesitates, peeking at her mother to see if she's allowed to be a part of the game when she knows full well she's in trouble. Giggling a little, Jessi kneels down next to the mother and daughter and offers a 'meooww' of her own.

[Coquette Blacquin]

And then they all hear it: "Mrrow?" 

It doesn't sound like a person pretending to be a cat. It sounds like a cat. And it's coming from the tea cart. 

[The Iron Bull]

"...you've got to be--" Bull winces at the dual throat clearings he gets from Jessi and Coquette, both of them matching the disapproving sound with disapproving glares. He then blinks when the sound gets echoed twice over again. Did... did I just get scolded by toddlers? My fucking life. Shaking  his head, he resumes his movement without commentary, instead kneeling on the far side of the cart from the family and flipping up the lace skirting. He then covers his face with one broad hand.