#roselen

x ll Catch my muse under the mistletoe (accepting)

Cullen wasn’t quite sure who had come up with the idea to hang mistletoe, but he had been finding the stuff hanging throughout all of Skyhold lately. For the most part he had managed to avoid having to kiss anyone. Whenever he had passed under it, he had been lucky so far as to not have anyone else there. This time he hadn’t been so lucky to avoid getting spotted. But, at least it was his wife that he had gotten caught under the mistletoe with. If it had been Cassandra or someone else he might have bolted right away.

“Roselen I'm so sorry for what they did to you I know-“

“Please don't Bonnie,” Roselen said and she started to try and sympathize with her.

“Don't what? Care?”

“No. Don't you say you know. Because you don't know. You don't understand. You don't get it. You were made and raised by the prefect mommy vampire and never had to struggle with anything. While you may feel bad, while you may know it’s hard, you don't  understand. Ok? You just don’t.” Roselen snarled out. She was gripping on the dresser so hard her nails scraped the wood.

“What do you want me to say then?” Bonnie snapped back to her.

She whipped around to her shooting daggers from her eyes. It killed bonnie to look at her like this. Her face was a ray of blue, black and purple. Her lip was swollen and cut on the bottom and she still had scabbed blood on her chest and wrists.