Recent content by Tabitha Pamona

A soft hum escaped Tabitha’s full lips and she walked softly across the stone floor of a castle she had once called home. She paused for a moment, breathing in the stagnant air, the hum dying on her lips. Tabitha had spent much of her time trying to avoid the slumbering grief that was buried in...

Tabitha slowly opened her eyes, the cooing of the pigeons in the rafters greeting her ears. As she slowly awakened, the huff of Spirit's breath on her cheek as he nibbled her hair making a sleepy smile form on her lips. "Good morning Spirit, I suppose you're hungry huh?" She sat up slowly...

Tabitha watched as Llewen's shadow entered the room. She had only relaxed once she knew it was truly him. He sat quietly in a chair a fair distance from her, and she wished for the space between them to close. She propped herself up and searched for his face in the dim light. The silence between...

Llewen's hand on her own was a steady reassurance. She wanted nothing more than to forget what happened to her family, it was painful and sad. Still, Llewen had the right to know what had transpired that led her to the path he had found her on. Silence followed her words for a moment, Landis...

Tabitha smiled sadly against Llewen's back as he took her hand. He was a comfort she never thought she'd have, and she was grateful for him. In truth, Castle Merrick wasn't her home. She had sat and reflected, and had come to the conclusion that Llewen was her home. She would do anything he...

Tabitha looked up at Llewen as he mounted Rosemary, her cheeks flushed with slight embarrassment from her own words. Still, he accepted them, and he agreed. It made her heart happy as she took his hand and swung easily up behind him. She could feel the slight shift in how they felt for each...

Tabitha smiled softly as he took her hand and brought it closer to him. Her eyes were soft and his still burned with righteous anger. She would be the calm in his storm, he needed it. She was terrified of losing yet another home, and her heart was breaking. Still, she stayed strong. She needed...

Llewen accepted Tabitha's embrace and she held him tightly as they stood in the yard. He buried his face against her and she ran her fingers through his hair to soothe him. She had never seen him quite like this, and it worried her. She didn't know what was wrong, but right now he needed her and...

Tabitha had reached the kitchen with ease, no one stopping her upon seeing the look on her face. She reached around the doorframe, pulling a wineskin from the hook. She shook it, a soft sloshing greeting her ears. She undid the top and took a swig, wiping her mouth very unladylike on her sleeve...

Tabitha made haste to the castle, keeping her eyes forward. It was hard, she wanted to look back, wanted to see his face. Tears still fell freely as she reached the gates. Another rider was there, and she slowed Rosemary as she approached. Michael was already waiting at the gate, and she nodded...

Tabitha had finally spoken her truth, and yet it did not lift the weight from her chest. Instead, it seemed to increase the weight she carried, her chin sinking lower to her chest as she grieved her betrayal to Llewen. She had found deep in her heart that there were the seeds of love planted for...

The rode along quietly and she sighed as she looked over at Llewen. He had been kind to her, had taken her in and treated her better than most. She had lied, and she knew it might cost her his trust. She toyed with Rosemary's mane and walked her close to Spirit. "I haven't been completely...

Tabitha wanted to cling to Llewen.She wanted to comfort him and be comforted in return. She wanted to flee here, to never look back. Still, she was rooted as Llewen spoke. She could feel the ice cold anger of his words like tiny needles on her skin. This was not how she had wanted this ride to...

She couldn't tear her eyes away, the blood and the ruin making her eyes wide with fear. It was so close to home, too close. She was clinging to Llewen for dear life, though it seemed he was a corpse himself. She received nothing from him, the shock too great for both of them to deal with...

Llewen had not moved, his expression was void. Tabitha was looking to him for comfort or answers, but there was none. She turned back to the carnage, weeping as she stared at the faces of the dead. Crows had begun to circle and she shut her eyes tight, but the image before her was burned into...