Accalia Starling can't stop the emotions she experiences whenever the tall, green eyed Harlequin lays eyes on her. She knows deep down that there's something off about him, but unfortunately, he holds her heart in his tainted hands.
Started: October...
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Accalia's eyes scan the small crowd in her home as she searches for Judith, but there's no sign of her older maid. She had gone to visit her family and she misses her greatly. Thiora has been taking over Judith, and Accalia can't wait until she's back. She detests the younger maid for her constant, yet subtle ridicule. Not to mention that she has to made remarks about Harry. Accalia is well aware of Thiora's obvious infatuation with him, and she doesn't blame her. While she's bothered by it, she knows deep down that she has no right to be upset.
Since confessing her feelings towards Harry, and him doing the same thing to her, they haven't really talked. Accalia did something stupid that she now regrets; she ran away after telling him that he couldn't love her. At the time, she was still upset about the way he left her and she thought that there was no way that his words were true. When she had gotten to her room and had given herself some time to think about it, Accalia realised how big of a mistake she had made.
She knew that it was entirely possible for Harry to love her, and the real reason that she ran away was that she was scared. Part of her had worried that she didn't actually love him, that her feelings were merely a product of someone finally giving her respect. She knows that women her age are impressionable. All she's ever known in terms of someone loving her was with her brother, and that clearly wasn't love. In the eighteen years that she's been alive, she has never felt respected by anyone—then Harry came along. He wasn't the best to her in the beginning, but he eventually started treating her with kindness.
That kindness made Accalia feel things that she's never experienced, and she had been worried that those feelings didn't actually translate into love. Now however, as she's noticed that Thiora has been spending more time with him, she realises that she truly does love him, and her mistake cost her. Harry has been going out of his way to avoid her and has ignored her attempts to speak. Accalia hates that it took seeing Harry messing around with her maid to make her realise what she felt and she feels that she deserves the cold shoulder that she's been getting.
Not only that, but Accalia knows that Atticus is going to propose to her soon. She's going to have to accept it, and then it'll only be a matter of time before she gets married and she's bound to someone she doesn't love. She's going to have to produce children soon after, and that's going to be her only job. Even though Atticus has assured her that he'll make her happy, she's not so sure that he'll keep his word. The world is slowly closing in on her, and she absolutely hates it.
With a quiet sigh, Accalia quietly gets out of her bed and leaves her room. It's well past midnight, and it's been awhile since she's wandered the hallways this late. She takes a deep breath and turns the corner. There's barley any light that illuminates her way, so she continually bumps her hips on various things. It's when she makes a particularly loud noise that Accalia realises that she's not alone.
