Drabble

Restless. That was the state of the aristocrat's mind at the moment she caught her own thoughts afloat. Never had she dithered this way before and neither would she have expected herself to and yet at that very moment, she was perturbed by her very own thoughts of a fateful night during an unfruitful hunt.

A/N: This is also posted on my DA. Anyways, yeah. Not sure whether to continue this shite so tell me what you think and maybe I'll continue it if people want more of it.

Don't you dare flame me about my ship. I have the right to ship whatever ship i feel shipping.