Drawing and coloring was a enjoyable past time and hobby Harmony delighted in. So many things her mind filled with to put on paper, so many different colors in a box she could choose from and put on paper. Always something new to make, to blend. Red for apples or maybe use red for a bird...or a wagon. Green, for grass...leaves...blue for the sky or water...and most important...yellow for the sun.
There!
She set the color down and held up her picture with pride, it was lovely...she couldn't wait to show it to everyone. She couldn't wait, hopped down from her chair, picture in hand, she'd show everyone! They'd love, especially, hurried to the door, May! May would love it! She'd love...
Harmony stopped, her hand dropped down, along with head..that's right, how could she forget. Everyone kept telling her so many different reasons why her sister hadn't come by to see her. For the last couple of days, she was...really tired. No, that wasn't it, May was busy with her training...no not that one...May had made some new friends and decided to spend time with them instead...that was one of them...another..she wasn't sure, so many have been said, it was hard to keep track, and none of them sounded right. They didn't sound like her sister at all.
Not one bit.
Yet, everyone insisted that it was what her sister said, but, May would never deny their time together. She always made time no matter, from as long as Harmony could remember. May would stop instantly anything she was doing and be there. Even when they lived with Lizzy and her family, Harmony would sneak into May's training, who always knew she was there, and would stop to spend what precious moments they could. Back when they use to live in the cottage, May was tending to her garden, when Harmony came remembered came running out, bursting over to her. Threw herself on May, catching her by surprise. She had something to show her sister, something wonderful, though May had to gather herbs to make into an ointment for someone, went to follow her. Leaving her work alone. Another time, it was night time, Harmony woke in a fright and slipped from her bed and room, hurried to May's. Woke her sister from her sleep, crying over the bad dream she had...of the bad man. May welcomed her, held her close, telling her sweet stories and humming a soothing tune. Rocking her back and forth. Until she feel asleep.
Now, for the time being, there where no sweet stories or soothing humming to put her at ease. There was no...no..tears, hot tears build their way to the corner of Harmony's heated amber eyes, drop one by one the tears dropped. She dropped with them too. Burying her eyes in her hands. Right now, if she was crying...May's touch would scoop her up and wipe them away. Followed by a kiss that burned with love. Then whispers of declarations of love, and lastly...touched noses. That brought a giggle right after from Harmony.
None of that happened. She remained crying in her hands, that filled with her tears she tried to hold back, remembering...a lady doesn't...doesn't cry. She was to be...happy...all...the...time. But, she often wondered, how could a lady be happy, when her happiness was taken from her? No one told her or taught her that.
May, that's all she wanted, she just wanted her...her sister. She'll keep being a good girl, if they would just allow her to see her sister and...she'll do all her studies and lessons. Everything, turn into a proper lady that doesn't cry. She just wanted...her sister. That's all she needed...sobbed in her hands, didn't notice the knock that came to her, um, cabin door or who entered. Their eyes fall to the weeping girl softly, walk over, drop before her, wrap her in their arms. Hold her close, Harmony gripped onto them and buried her face into their lean firm chest.
From their hold, each snake slithered over to Harmony, coiled themselves around her. A few provided their kisses, in hopes to stop her tears, but it had no effect. That didn't stop them, they kept going.
'I don't like it, says Oscar, angrily.' Snake spoke. 'Neither me,' hissed Emily protectively.
Snake nodded agreeing. 'They shouldn't do this,' Donne shouts,' Snake spoke again. Followed by another. 'They're making her cry, I don't like seeing this, says Wilde worriedly.'
None of them did. But, orders where orders and there wasn't much that could be done. The closes thing they could do was just hold Harmony till her tears stopped. Raising a hand, Snake rest it kindly on her head, giving it small and soft little pats. It was something he'd seen May do a few times with Harmony, though he wasn't sure if he was doing it right, he just hoped it would work.
What actually would work, good news. Anything, because it was quite obvious it was needed. For everyone, even more so others.
As tired as he was, Edward remained by May's side. She still hadn't woken up, her bandages have been changed at least...twice three times since then. The doctor came in to check up on her and informed him and everyone with some...glimpse of good news, she was doing fairly better. Not well, but fairly. Not the words Edward wanted to hear, but he took it with gratitude and thanked the good doctor. The paleness of death had slipped off May's face and her color seemed to be returning, some fresh air would do her good. Right now, but she couldn't go anywhere. Opening the window wasn't an option, it being a port hole and all. So lack of sun and air made it difficult. Still, he continued to talk with her, in hopes that would help...in some way.
What came from his talks, it was mainly Harmony. He knew that would give her the strength to return back. How much longer must they be on this ship? Then again once they arrived to land, would May be taken to the hospital? At the start she would have, right now, it didn't seem likely. Though he felt it was best, Ciel insisted that it wasn't needed. She'd have the care back at the manor. Something that infuriated Edward, if May hadn't crossed his mind he would have gone off on the young Earl. Instead he bit it back and swallowed it.
It wouldn't be like this, forever, he told himself. Holding her hand. Patted it lightly.
A knock came, followed by a ship's horn. Both turned Edward's attention for a moment. "Edward," Alexis, his father called behind the door. "I'm coming in."
The door opened and the man stepped in with his mother behind. Though Francis face remained firm, her eyes rest upon May blinked back and tears that tried to rise. Walked to the other side of May's bed and gently brushed some of her hair from her face. While his father approached him, his father held softness in his eyes for his niece and his son.
Standing, Edward set May's hand down carefully. Gave his father his attention, though it was clear to Alexis his son's attention wasn't fully there, none the less he spoke.
The words that came out, cracked Edward's heart. "We've arrived back." Alexis began. "We will be departing soon, arrangements have been made and-"
Edward's eyes fell hard to the side, clenched his teeth. Alexis stopped and rested a hand upon his son's trembling shoulder. Gave it a sight squeeze. "Son, Edward..."
Taking a breath, Edward collected himself. Lifted his eyes back to meet his father, nodded. Despite the refusal in his neck. Bitterly responded."Yes, I understand, Father."
Understood he did, watching the carriage that held May, grow further and further away. Following the carriage Ciel took. Tempted to follow Edward commanded his feet to remain still, knowing...there was nothing he could really do.
