Having spent the last few weeks nervously awaiting the cry from Ursula to alert the world that the baby was finally making it’s appearance Elladora was, quite reasonably, quite exhausted. She barely slept at night, she couldn’t shake off the unsettling visions that assaulted her as soon as she closed her eyes, and as a result she had taken to having as many catnaps as she could manage through the afternoon in the comfort of the drawing room she and Ursula had once grumbled over having to share.
Her eyes shot open and panic ricocheted through her body as she heard her name being called. Oh thank Merlin it was starting – once all of this was over they could hand the child over to nanny and she and Ursula could sleep soundly once more knowing they had decades of spats over where the furniture ought to be ahead of them. Struggling to her feet Ella apparated upstairs – a terribly lazy habit and one she didn’t usually approve of but needs must – only to find Ursula sobbing over…
How on earth…
“Ursula calm down, it doesn’t mean anything.” Except this dress was supposed to be ash on the wind in Wellingtonshire and yet somehow in was here and she couldn’t begin to imagine how it had managed the trip. She hurried to Ursula’s side and dropped to her knees, placing an arm around Ursula’s waist to encourage her to stand up. “You shouldn’t be on the floor in your condition,” she said distractedly, eyes drawn to the dress despite her insistence on it’s unimportance. “It’s just a dress.” She said again, to convince herself as much as for Ursula’s benefit.
fabulous set by Lady <3