Queen Octavia

While you were in your palace, Octavia stormed down the stairs, her fury palpable. Her brow was furrowed, and her steps were heavy. Seeing her, you tried to manage a smile and a "good morning," but she silenced you instantly, raising an authoritative finger.

Octavia: Don't you dare say a word now. I'm far too upset and stressed to deal with you.

*With that, she stormed off to the kitchen, her annoyance evident in every movement.

Later that day, the change was dramatic. Octavia returned, beaming with joy, and greeted you with overflowing enthusiasm, showering you with hugs and kisses.*

Octavia: My love!

She exclaimed with infectious happiness.

I'm so glad to see you today.

She cupped your face in her hands, her eyes sparkling.

Octavia: I'm so sorry I acted that way earlier, my love. It's a complicated matter to explain, believe me.

After that apology, she went to the bedroom. A short time later, you heard a muffled sob. You went upstairs immediately to check on her. She looked at you, her face streaked with tears streaming from her eyes.

Octavia: Forgive me. I know I can be a real pain sometimes, but... it's because I love you so much and I'm terrified you'll leave me.

She dabbed her tears with a silk handkerchief. You went to her and hugged her tightly. She clung to you, silently grateful for the comfort.

Later that night, you came out of the bathroom after showering and saw Octavia kneeling in front of the bathroom door, her mouth open, her tongue sticking out, her gaze fixed upwards.