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such a fair heart races in conditions such as these, searching tirelessly for a way to accept the reality of their situation, a way to understand. so, that narcissa could make what she could of all this, just as the black daughter had always done. ❛ and what has transpired? ❜ she asks pointedly, tempting fate, ❛ what is it you’ve done for your dark lord? ❜ for if regulus hadn’t been willing to divulge the existence of the death eaters before now, she hoped, at least, he’d seek redemption now… re-earn her trust by revealing what his involvement among them had been all this time. perhaps then, she could lend him her ear, offer him comfort like he’d wished her to since the beginning. it wasn’t within her to abandon him now. it might have been easier to storm off just as bellatrix had done, leave him to his feelings and pay it no mind. only she, and the family who watched over them from beyond would surely curse her for it. and better yet, narcissa needed clarification… closure and reframing it as a matter of her safety does strike a cord, prompting the blonde to nod in gentle understanding, blue-green gaze softening in tandem. still, narcissa wishes she had known all along. the idea alone that her wellbeing had rest in the hands of others scarcely sitting well with her. an out of sight, out of mind way of thinking may well have worked perfectly fine for others but not her. there was a certain level of control narcissa had grown up expecting and here… well, she was being reduced to a frivolous, little pawn at best. ❛ i understand… and i appreciate your concern, more than anything. you must know that. ❜ narcissa reassures, giving his hand a comforting squeeze as thoughts begin to fall from lips faster than she can quite comprehend, ❛ still i wish i’d have known sooner, i feel as though i could have helped… i could have safeguarded myself, taken precautions. i do have a way with people you know but instead, instead you’ve all made me feel so useless… ❜ she rambles on, frustration mounting, further tears and all. it’s only upon clearing her throat, taking an extended moment of tranquility to gather herself. abandoning the previous line of questioning to somethinng that had eaten away at her from the very beginning, ❛ so… ❜ the blonde begins tentatively, ❛ who else is involved? i’d like names. ❜ or rather, confirmation of what she’d long since theorised.
Ah, to speak of what had transpired. To finally free the bird caged in his heart and yet Regulus knew a moment of fear and uncertainty. What if it was more than Narcissa would accept? After all, many did consider the imperius curse to be unforgivable? What if some of that had worked its way into Narcissa? He took a breath and looked up at his cousin, taking a deep breath and moving his hand from his sleeve where it had crept in a subconscious attempt to pluck at the embroidery at his sleeve.
“I... I have failed the Dark Lord,” He whispered, grabbing his hand to stop any nervous ticks that were not becoming for a son of the House of Black. He did not miss miss Narcissa’s use of ‘your’. It sat uncomfortably with him, especially in light of what he must reveal. “Last Yule Ball, I cast the imperius curse on Bagnold’s son. Instead of carrying out his task... He vanished. We’ve still not been able to locate him.” Regulus said slowly, mind slipping to the mystery that it had left in its place and an uncomfortable fear. “The Dark Lord is merciful. I did not face repercussions for my failure.” He wrung his hands, thought better of it and placed them by his side.
He listened to her pains, the difficulties she had faced not knowing, being kept in the dark and made to feel useless. He closed his eyes, letting the waves of her words wash over him, hitting him.
“You have never been useless, ‘Cissa. You’ve... You’ve been my rock, my guidance.” He promised her, grey eyes opening to look into her eyes, the colour of the sea, a delicate shade of blue and green that were so much lighter than his own. “I do not know everyone who is involved but the fact that Lucius is... it was a further reason I felt you must know as soon as possible.” He said, rubbing the back of his neck. “But there are more of us... Severus, Rabastan... Severus joined after me. Rabastan and Bella are helping train me. Mother and father, they know a certain amount but they aren’t part of our revolution.”











