#crazedmuses

It’s taken a little while to get to their position, elevating their status and following but it’s been worth it. Isabelle has done anything and everything to ensure nothing falls apart. She’s the one that reigns in the chaos of the lower ranks most of the time. She’s proven herself a valuable asset to him at this point and continues to do so as they progress with plans. 

They’re in the dining hall of Purefoy Manor one morning, discussing plans over a small breakfast when the doors open and green hues peer up to find two lower rank members not so gracefully escorting a woman who seems vaguely familiar. 

“My Lord, Miss Purefoy, this one was found lurking out in the gardens,” One of the men explains before pushing the woman forward. 

Isabelle stares at the woman a moment as she’s suddenly hit with the realization of where she knows her from and she feels rage start to boil in the pit of her stomach, “Get out.” She doesn’t break eye contact with the woman but it’s clearly meant for the two that brought her in. 

“You know sis, I knew you weren’t the smartest but honestly, I’m a little surprised you’re dumb enough to be here right now.” Isabelle muses, almost forgetting for a second that Tom is still in the room. 

“I was invited.” Morgana responds firmly, “And believe it or not, I’m not here to see you.” The older brunette turns her attention to Tom, “I know you told me to stay away but I just couldn’t.”

Isabelle goes quiet for a moment, her green hues following Morgana’s gaze to Tom as she feels her blood start to run hot. 

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Narfi was still a good couple of hours away from home, and with the hot sun high in the sky he needed some kind of shelter, and food. So knowing Iðunn’s orchard was near by it seemed obvious what he had to do. 

Freydis had to take a deep breath to prepare herself. But, how was she supposed to prepare herself to tell him what she had to? She knew now that she was with child, and Ivar was leaving. He deserved to know the truth, at this point, and...

She thought she’d seen change in him. Somehow, she didn’t think he would hurt her, or try to kill her, once she told him the truth. Well... she hoped that was true, anyhow. The Viking really didn’t want to be nearly murdered again. Or, even worse...

A small shake of her head- she wasn’t going to let herself think about that for too long.

Freydis bit her lip briefly, took one more deep breath, making sure she was as calm and confident as she was able to be, and she knocked on the door that she now knew to be his. This wasn’t something she could let him go without knowing.

Asta had seen the rabbit and thought it was out of place in the Narrows. Her gloved hands pick it up gently as she stroked it. “Where did you come from, little one?” She says in a thick Norwegian accent as she looked around. There was a small scream that slipped out of her lips as the rabbit suddenly jumped and hopped away. “Wait!” 

@crazedmuses asked:  ‘ bold of you to assume i’d die. ‘  - Faustian Send me   ‘ bold of you to assume i’d die. ‘    for my muse’s reaction to yours showing up on their doorstep, months after they’d been presumed dead. 

Isabelle has put protective barriers around the house, only certain people can make it past them, mostly blood relatives and those only trusted by The Dark Lord and Hestia. Since her husband has disappeared she's had to do a lot on her own such as birthing their child.

When she'd given birth to their son, it had instantly broken her heart that she couldn't share the moment with him. That he wasn't there to hold him or to assure her that everything would be okay. She knew immediately the radicals of opposing forces would want to come for their child and her.

Once she'd gathered her strength, she'd warded the entire house and kept her guests limited, not that many people wanted to see her, especially with Faustian gone. Though, she'd be lying if she said there weren't a couple of people who tried to take advantage of her being assumed a widow.

When she hears the dogs growling, she is instantly up, wand drawn as she goes to investigate. It's the middle of the night in the middle of a thunderstorm, who the hell could possibly be at her door?

She freezes suddenly when she realizes it's him. And while she'd adjusted her wards to allow him in, she'd never expected him to actually walk in.

@crazedmuses asked: “I’m not the jealous type, but what’s mine is mine.” - Tom

She's been summoned to his office but for this, she has no clue what he could possibly be summoning her for. When the door closes behind her she moves to take her usual seat, her legs crossing as she waits for him to tell her why she's been summoned.