Bryllupsnat - Angela

Moira kneb øjnene sammen. "And yet you have given me no reason to think otherwise"

"I am not here to give you a reason" sagde hun irriteret "you can think what you want, it matters not to me" e_e'

Moira fnøs af hende. "No, of course not" sagde hun utilfredst. "You have your crown and my private letters, what more would you want?"

"I do not care for the crown" sagde hun frustreret "I do not care for your letters! The only thing I care for is Moira and she was never mine to have"

Moira blinkede overraskede og rynkede brynene .. hun så undersøgende på hende. "Yours to have?"

"Yes, she isn't." sagde hun og mærkede igen knuden i brystet "the only thing I have left to care for is the safety of my people.. I know love was not meant for me"

Moira rynkede brynene og så hede an. "... you talk as if you are in love with her?"

"I am" sagde Angela og så væk, what did it matter what Morgan knew? It wasn't as if he cared for her feelings, he clearly didn't like her, he would hardly care who she did and did not love.

Moira blinkede og så undrende på hende. "... i love with a woman you don't know and never have met?"

"I know her" sagde Angela og så væk "I read all her letters, all her works.. she's not.. I wasn't in love with her on her work alone, but she was brilliant... I respected her... and she was wrong" hun smilede lidt ved tanken "I was so upset, some of the things she had claimed.. and through her letters I fell in love.. I don't expect you to understand" hun så frustreret på hende

Moira rynkede brynene og så undersøgende på hende. "You talk as though you have written wth her" sagde hun, "And not just read her words secondhand"

Angela rødmede overrasket og så væk "what does it matter now?" spurgte hun for sig selv

Moira ryknede brynene og så undersøgende på kvinden. "Everything. It matters everything"

Angela kastede et blik mod Moira og rynkede brynene.. no it didn't

Moira tog et skridt mod hende. "... tell me again, how you know Mercy"

".. a friend.." løj Angela

Moira rynkede brynene. "I would like to think Mercy would not show this intimate and private letters to any friend"

"Best friend" sagde Angela.. that wasn't weird at all!

Moira så undersøgende på hende. "And both of you fell in love?" spurgte hun og så kvinden an. ".. it seems unlikely"

"She is a charming woman" forsvarede Angela sig og rødmede lidt

Moira hævede et øjenbryn og så hende an. "Hm .. and tell me, did Mercy really allow a friend, no matter how good, to read his private love letters?"

"..." Angela rynkede brynene... he knew. Didn't he? The questions had changed, a little while ago... ".. no"

Moira sank en klump og så hende an. "no .. I didn't think they would .. "

".. no" sagde Angela og rynkede brynene ...

Moira rystede på hovedet og så kvinden an. "And neither would Moira" sagde hu, mens hendes hjerte begyndte at slå hurtigere