Ariel woke up to a cat licking her face. She sat directly up.
"What the-" it was then that she realised. She ran a hand across Cookie's head. The realisation was only confirmed when her eyes met Violet's.
"Heh... What-What happened?"
"I told you about my children. Then you fainted." Violet spoke matter of factly. Ariel's nose wrinkled.
"I-I did, did I...? Doesn't seem like something I would do."
Violet gave her a look of disbelief, almost clearly saying "Really?". Another idea hit her.
"Wait... if these are your biological kids... Whose the father?"
Violet looked a touch uncomfortable.
"Promise not to tell?"
Violet took in a deep breath.
Ariel stumbled to her feet. All colour that could have possibly been, drained from her face. She began to pace around the room.
“But it couldn’t possibly be- This can’t be happening- He’s married, for heaven’s sakes...” she muttered to herself. “Oh, Violet!” She pulled herself out of her own thoughts and embraced her.
"'S fine, El." Violet murmured.
"No, it's not!" Ariel snapped, pulling away. "Grantaire...Enjolras will be furious!"
"You promised not to tell!" Violet protested, standing up.
"Yes, well that was before you told me..."
"Ariel Elizabeth Bernyce Girard!"
Her full name was enough to silence the redhead.
Tears glittered in her beautiful ocean-blue eyes. She stood there, keeping the gaze for as long as she could, quivering.
“Excuse me.” With that, she left, with not so much as a backwards glance.