The Drow Queen of Glaley [Very NSFW]

[Coquette Blacquin]

"What would.... I understand that my... the paintings of Claudia. I have this intense, visceral dislike of seeing her... like that. But would it have been as, as damning as I feel it would, if that got out?"

[Estelle Emerison]

Estelle changes her mind on how to start four times before she finally settles on, "I'd love to chat about those visceral feelings at some point, but first your question; I'm not sure how bad you assumed it would be, but it would have been pretty bad from a social and reputation stance. Nothing... official, if you follow, but between the newness of your marriage, your ignorance of the events, and," she looks pained, and ashamed, as she finishes, "and because of Claudia's past... Yes. It would have been bad."

[Coquette Blacquin]

"I was cheated on, before. By a woman who held herself to a different standard than I, because she considered herself the stronger wife, the primary one. So while I was forbidden from sleeping with other women, she was routinely bedding them. It's the one stipulation I insisted upon: no women."

[Estelle Emerison]

Estelle blanches a little, shock and pain showing on her face. "That's-- that's almost the same as--" She shakes herself a little. "Sorry. When... Claudia and I were engaged when she was only ten, the wedding set to occur the day after her majority. Claudia... At first, I tried to keep our contact light; letters, the occasion meal together with others, that sort of thing. I understood the politics of it, but I hated..."

She pauses briefly to grimace. "It felt wrong, to bind her to someone so young. She never had a chance to... explore, or to date. So when she turned fifteen-- we had grown closer by then, close enough that it was clear she was..." Estelle blushes a little. "Interested in me, if you will. Well, we agreed that neither of us would be offended or hurt if the other had sex with men-- boys, for her, to be clear-- but that I would be her first female lover. And that I would wait for such pleasure even as she was."

[Coquette Blacquin]

Noire nods. "It... I don't remember the day I found out. Only that it was true."

[Estelle Emerison]

"Did she strike you or use ma-- Oh. Right, of course, you mentioned before that..." She leans in. "Does someone else have that memory then?"

[Coquette Blacquin]

Noire shakes her head. "If so, I've never been able to find out who. Perhaps Little B."

[Estelle Emerison]

Brow creased, Estelle hummed softly. "That is... Huh. I had assumed that you would know, but, well, as the saying goes, 'you don't know what you don't know.' And you can't really force her to share, I suspect."

[Coquette Blacquin]

"Would you like to try?"

Now there's an act of trust: Little B is a child, and Noire is offering to let Estelle interact with her. Not unsupervised, but still...

[Estelle Emerison]

"Try to..? Oh. Oh." Estelle took a slow breath before she replied, "I would be honored."

[Coquette Blacquin]

Noire nods, then abruptly walks toward Estelle... and past her, to sit on the sofa, curling one knee to her chest. "Alright. I'll wake her." 

A moment passes, her form seeming asleep as she slumps against the back of the sofa. When she wakes next, she is glancing around the room nervously, licking her lips a little. "Hello?"

[Estelle Emerison]

Estelle had risen as well, though she waits for Coquette to stir once more before she approached, knelt, then settled back on on her heels. "Hello, precious girl. I'm Estelle. Have we met before?"

[Coquette Blacquin]

"Ummm.... maybe a little," she says quietly. "They call me Little Bitch 'cause I'm ferocious." She bares her fangs a little, then sticks two fingers in her mouth shyly, eyes daring but expression mild. 

[Estelle Emerison]

"Cindy mentioned," Estelle said with a serious nod. "My name comes from the draconic word for 'star.' My mother named me that because I was one of the very first children born to us on the surface."

[Coquette Blacquin]

"Stars are pretty," she agrees.