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[ Goras Kelxina ] Sunlight flickered through the thin curtains made of some strange cheap material, I made a sound close to a sleepy snort and pushed back my covers. I looked around slowly, unfamiliar with the settings as we didn't rush to inspect it last night. Beside me, Vulwin slept. I knew Galan and Aubron were in a room next to ours, each room accommodating up to two people. I slapped Vulwin's shoulder softly, them shook him lightly. The Hydro elf woke with a start, twisting and looking me straight in the eye. I cracked a smile and pushed him away from me, sending Vulwin crashing over the side of the bed. I laughed lightly, pushing myself off of the creaky bed and yawning. I walked around to the other side of the bed to find Vulwin glaring at me, I smiled and pulled my friend up. I flicked my hair from my eyes and stepped back as Vulwin got to his feet, stretching.
I turned my back, letting Vulwin grab his personal bag and follow me out. In the hallway I knocked on the door, a sleepy Aubron answered.
"Time to go?" He asked, when I nodded he followed suit and woke Galan. The half-awake pyro elf shuffled out of the door a few minutes later. Aubron patted his back and the four of us made our way down the Inn stairs towards the reception. Yet this early in the morning, someone was sitting there already. A book in hand. I set down two silver coins for each member in my party, one payment for his horse and one for himself.
The young lad nodded, scooping up the coins and smiling "have a good day, your horses should be ready and waiting" he said, returning back to his book. I turned, guiding my band of sleepy goons to our mounts who waited patiently outside, their coats shining in the sun. No signs of exhaustion marked them. They looked as fresh as ever. I smiled, that stable hand must of heeded my words. I walked up to Arselicker, trailing my hand over his back, up his neck to his head. I pat his head softly, smiling as the horse flicked his ears at me and raised his head. Leaning into the touch. I pat his neck twice and let him go, reached for his reins and pushing myself up into the saddle. The rest of my party following. We were really close to Astral, hopefully we could stay on the east side of Astral and avoid the princess at all times... but we did not yet know our missions. For all I know I could be walking back there only to fall. I haunched in the saddle at my realisation, I knew I was drawn to her. I didn't know why, for the past century I had a listed type in my head. And yet she was not that and I still felt as I did. I shook my head, urging on Arselicker, my friends doing the same to their mounts behind me. The sun heated our backs, the wind made our cloaks flow behind us. The horses ran vigorously, manes tearing through the wind.
And just as we turned a familiar corner, Astrals gates came into view, the very same I entered and fled through. I sighed. Looking at my companions, how were we going to get in? |
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￣￣￣￣￣￣￣￣￣￣￣￣￣￣￣￣￣￣￣￣￣ Polaris Astria ⋆⁺｡˚⋆˙‧₊☽ ◯ ☾₊‧˙⋆˚｡⁺⋆ I had thoroughly believed that I had slept incredibly well since I had not been interrupted in my serene slumber, until my eyes flitted open and I saw an incredibly worried Estelle hovering above me. I cursed beneath my breath as she helped me shift into a seated position, her hands moving into action as she brushed her fingers through my disheveled, silver hair to manuever it out of my eyes. I realized I was sweating rather heavily and that my hands had started to tremble a tad, all of it incredibly odd to happen to me since I was a High Fae of all things. Estelle was quiet as she handed me a bowl of what I presumed to be soup, gesturing in a manner that told me she wanted me to have some. I mumbled a phrase of graitutde before I slowly took sips of it, a little unsettled by the intensity of her gaze. ``Before you start protesting that I`m imagining things, I`m not,`` Estelle began, her usually gentle voice brimming with seriousness and wariness instead. I nodded slowly to indicate that I was listening to what she was saying and that I had no intentions of interrupting her... I soon realized I definitelt was going to. She shifted the blankets thay had previously been haphazardly tossed to the side and wrapped them around me again before sighing. ``You have a fever or something. And I know, you`re not supposed to even be able to have one, yet here we are.`` There literally was no way I potentially had a fever, especially given my species.. Estelle had already told me that it seemed very possible that I was still prone to getting sick, which made no sense. I must have been clearly dumbfounded because she frowned and gave me a reassuring pat on the shoulder. As I slowly sipped on the soup, which I did not care about its awful taste at the moment, I allowed myself to delve into my heart, closing my eyes and focusing on my heartbeat. It was a common misconception that High Fae magic was everywhere in our bodies, but it wasn`t; it lay dormant in our hearts until we conjured it, a blessing and a curse. Perhaps that was why the only someone could kill us without an enchanted weapon was a knife through the heart. The thought made me shiver briefly before I returned my focus on myself. Nothing seemed too amiss with the way my heartbeat thrummed and the magic shifted here and there like the living being it was.. until I noticed it. My eyes fluttered open as I looked over at Estelle with a concerned expression. ``I certainly do have a fever, it would seem,`` I finally spoke up, my voice weak and hesitant. Estelle was visibly relieved that I had agreed without hesitation. She sighed as she reached out and took my tattooed hand in her own, moving her fingers across the tattoo itself. It glowed faintly in response, a silent warning of the devastation it could unleash if my ability to keep it at bay wavered for a moment. High Fae magic had a mind of its own, having to be tamed anc carefully nutured in a manner that did not let it consume its host. I had little control over my own, but I rarely used it so that was not too concerning. ``I think it`s your magic that`s the problem,`` Estelle revealed with a frown as she stood and walked over to the table within the tent. I had not realized that it was there, making me presume she had put it there when I was sleeping. I watched quietly as she started reading through various scrolls that were spread out. My frown deepened further at the mere thought of my magic being the problem; High Fae that were unable to control it.. they were always promptly executed since everyone knew how dangerous it could be. |
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[ Goras Kelxina ] We had a plan. Not a great one, but a plan nonetheless. I looked sideways at Aubron, the elf looking forward at the gates. The shimmery bay beneath him snorted and pawed at the ground. "Are you sure this is going to work?" I asked, concern lacing the edges of my voice as I shifted uncomfortably in my seat. Arselicker snorting beneath me at the movement.
I looked back to the gates of Astral, my breath hitching as dread, guilt and fear darted through my veins, icey cold.
I shivered, a thin layer of control wrapped around me, the only thing from stopping me turning the grey beneath me and racing far, far, far away from Astral and it's high fae.
But I loved Ryul, and I would never purposely disobey him. Plus... a fragment inside of me longed to see her, to feel her kiss again even if I knew it was the last thing I deserved. I sighed, I was clearly torn, and I must say I have never been torn. Between the allure of walking into the city or fleeing now? No, I must carry on, if I flee then I was lose the last thing I have left. My brotherhood. I sighed again, looking around only find that Aubron was looking at me. "I am positive, but you need to act your part for it to work, Goras" he said, eyes shifting up and down my over-bright clothing, that of a entertainer. My assassin uniform stuffed into Arselicker's saddle bags. I sighed, looking back at Galan, who was practising making a fire fueled Baryton that floated by his shoulder and produced a fluent sound. Vulwin had crafted some sort of water orb that produced foaming bubbles, whenever one of the bubbles popped, a seashell fell to the ground in its place. I rolled my eyes, Aubron beside me had weaved a extravagant endless piece of liquid stars from the sky, ready to make small capes from it. All of this appealed to children. I growled softly, "this is stupid" my voice deadpan and my eyes rolling. Aubron sighed and gestured at me, signalling forward. My band of idiots following me as I adopted my character. I jostled playfully in my saddle, hair sprung up crazily with 'jel' though I suspected Aubrons 'jel' to be horse saliva. My bright clothes made the guards eye us playfully, debating whether or not to take us seriously.
This sucked. So. Fucking. Much. I greeted the guards with a cheery and false smile, shoving down my anger, calling forward some childish bubbly excitment.
"Hello! Hello! Greetings one and all!" I said, my wicked mismatched coloured cloak flying out when I spread my arms in false excitment. "We have travelled far and wide! We have entertained many! Let us in dead- erm, DEAR ol' Astral to perform for the little fuc- Eh, ANKLEBITERS on the streets. Heh" I said, allowing my excitment to flow over the guards, I really hoped they missed my extreme... excitment.
The guards laughed, obviously laughing at me as they opened the gates, despite the relief flowing through me, I didn't allow my shoulders to sag with it. Behind me Vulwin laughed as he flicked a bubble at a guards face, the small thing turning into a shell last second. Hitting the guard right in the eye, I snorted. Thankful we were already in the gates, now in the walls of Astral. |
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￣￣￣￣￣￣￣￣￣￣￣￣￣￣￣￣￣￣￣￣￣ Polaris Astria ⋆⁺｡˚⋆˙‧₊☽ ◯ ☾₊‧˙⋆˚｡⁺⋆ ``I believe I have found something,`` Estrelle finally spoke after spending what had felt like hours burying her face in the scrolls on the table, smiling as she returned to my side and spread out a certain scroll in front of us. She was quiet as she stared at me expectantly, wanting me to delve deep into the words embedded on the pages. I hesitantly handed her the soup she had given me from before, knowing I needed to trace my finger along the lines to ensure I did not lose track of where I was. Her random plea made me stiffen, but I nodded along and resumed focusing on the document. ``Read it carefully, please, Ari.`` The scroll had an enormous amount of information, perhaps far too much for a single scroll to have; I trult felt like I was losing my mind approximately five lines in, my forehead wrinkled in confusion as wave after wave of newfound information washed over me. Apparently, High Fae truly did have incredibly unique magic, a kind that had a mind of its own and could easily overpower the individual it resided within. There were different stages that the magic within a High Fae could be in, ranging from completely dormant to active and borderline too powerful; magic at its greatest severity could not only kill the High Fae it inhabited, but also everything in a High Fae`s close proximity. It truly was a terrifying concept, but the words following all these warnings and cautions.. those were the most intriguing. Apparently, there was a special way High Fae could control and understand their magic, rendering the possibility of them losing complete control almost impossible. It was similar to a rider and his horse; one could tame it and make it confident, but one mistake could reverse all progress that had been made. ``It`s stupid that it says all of this, but lacks the solution,`` I stated bluntly with a groan, my head feeling as if it were on fire; I believe these were called.. headaches. God, I never expected to experience such things my entire life, yet here I was. Estrelle hummed in agreement before handing me some water as if she had read my mind. She took the scroll before returning it to its place on the table and returning to my side. Before she could say anything, I intervened: ``Can I go on a walk? It`s suffocating in here.`` ``Of course and I`ll go with you,`` Estrelle replied with a beaming smile before she took my hand and helped me up, promptly leaving the encampment without telling anyone else. I had expected her to protest and tell me that I needed to rest, but it seemed she was a few steps ahead, I would have gone on a walk regardless of whether or not she said I could. I felt relieved when I got a taste of fresh air again, the breeze soothing my raging headache even if just slightly. Estrelle held my hand as we walked, a silent reminder of how protective she was over me even if I was far more powerful than her when it came to magic. |
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[ Goras Kelxina ] I fidgeted in my over-bright patchy clothing. The colourful fabric making my skin itch with the need to strip myself. I twisted in my saddle, giving Arselicker's saddle bags a yearning look. Oh, how I wishes to have tm clothes back. Childish sequels and laughter pulled me from my thoughts, making me look down into of my playful grey to where children reached out to pop Vulwin's bubbles and dance playfully to Galan's music. However some stopped by Aubron too, collecting little capes of shimmering stars and night sky.
All around us children were, indulging in our curiosity's. I looked around, something unfurling in my chest. There was something about there smiles, the way they danced even though these poor children owned nothing. Had nothing to their names. Had hardly any food. I looked down once again, back infront of me. Allowing a soft smile to crawl onto my lips. It was small, but it was something... I mean, nothing like the smiles that Aubron and Galan wore. Vulwins smile much like my own. Who knew that people with so much blood on there hands enjoyed moments like this? Who knew that they actually had hearts despite all the destruction we have caused? I sighed peacefully, my breath washing out into the morning air around me, turning into fog. A few times children came up and patted Arselicker's neck, when they asked his name I just sat and pretended I didn't hear them. It wasn't my fault that the name Arselicker grew on him. Slowly, very slowly the smile on my face grew as we rode up the street. Catching pleasing looks from commoners who I suspected to be parents to the little fuckers on the streets. At some point I petted a little boys head and secretly passed him a silver coin. A little something to help him out. I looked around, my eyes wondering. However they caught on a flash of familiar silver hair, I blinked, caught off guard. Surely it was my memory playing tricks? I looked over again, spotting even more familiar azure eyes. I froze, spine straightening, I hissed, memories bubbling to the surface. Our kiss, how she touched me. How I stroked her. My breath hitched painfully, I looked back at Galan, Aubron and Vulwin, dread and a indescribable need to escape filling me. "let's go, let's go, let's go" I repeated over and over, my eyes flicking back to the space in the crowd I knew she was. Galan flicked his hands hopelessly around us, "can't, theres children everywhere... and I mean everywhere" he said shuddering, but I didn't pay attention, my eyes darted wildly. I paused, "you guys keep going, we will meet at a place called 'Wildflower Inn' ok?" I said, guiding Arselicker out of the road and dismounting, taking his reins and leading him away from the busy street. My Mossy eyes flicking to then azure pair before disappearing down a narrow street, ducking into a dark alley. Hopefully the princess wouldn't follow me, no matter if that small fragment hoped she did. That it hoped she would follow and allow my shattered control break completely. I shook my head, quickly shedding the Over bright clothes as quick as my hands would allow. |
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￣￣￣￣￣￣￣￣￣￣￣￣￣￣￣￣￣￣￣￣￣ Polaris Astria ⋆⁺｡˚⋆˙‧₊☽ ◯ ☾₊‧˙⋆˚｡⁺⋆ Estelle and I shared quite a few laughs as we walked slowly and peacefully through the early morning streets of Astral, knowing that there was a low chance anything could go astray at such a time; most of the influential, corrupted individuals struck in the afternoon and late evening, which was far from the current time. Every now and then, an orphan from the encampment would stumble across us on the road, pausing to greet us and wish us the bestest of wishes. The children I had saved and practically nurtured myself had made everything I had sacrificed more than worth all the pain and suffering I had to quietly endure. Every day, I told myself that it was for them and the hopes that they could still live normal lives. It was bittersweet, especially since there was no guarantee that I was able to even change things to help them and their circumstances. ``Ari.. is it just me or is it far more crowded than usual?`` Estrelle asked, her voice snapping me out of my contemplation. I blinked a few times before I focused on the scene before us, my breath hitching and body stiffening at the mere sight of so many children swarming the streets. I was confused regarding why there were so many, until.. I saw an odd group of what seemed to be elves in the middle of the street, almost as confused and clueless as I was. And although it took me a few seconds to realize it, my jaw nearly dropped when I saw the familiar gray horse and his rider. My heart twisted painfully in my chest as my eyes met his green ones for a split-second. Beside me, Estrelle`s eyes widened as she observed the change in my expression; it was probably then that she realized I was more than just suffering from a stupid fever. ``Wait, Ari-`` Before I could think properly and before Estrelle could grab my hand and restrain me from running off, I found myself pushing throuh the crowd in his direction, my heart hammering in my chest. The emotions I was feeling were dangerous in my current state due to how intense they were, but the need to see him again was overpowering all my other rational thoughts. For a few minues, I had lost sight of him, leading me to resort to using a small flicker of the magic within me. I could feel how unstable it was, the way it rebelled against such a simple request making me feel even worse than I already was feeling; this stupid headache was still being a pain in the ass as well. When I pinpointed where he had gone, I jogged over there and paused, silently debating if this was the best idea. The pain and sadness that suddenly washed over me at the idea of not trying to see him was enough to persuade me to round the corner. I took one step at a time before I was standing at the front of the alleyway, my eyes struggling to adjust to the darkness overpowering it. Even though it was broad daylight, it would seem the shadows naturally protected him from everything around him. I knew he was here, my heart and my magic could sense it, but I couldn`t see him. Despite everything, I remained where I was and waited, praying quietly that he would come out of this alleyway and at least say something to me. The idea of him running away from me again was an incredibly possible event to occur, even if I so desperately didn`t want it to happen; I felt powerless and helpless in this situation and it hurt more than I could describe. |
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[ Goras Kelxina ] I stripped the sweaty clothes from my self, the fabric sticking to my skin as I peeled them off as quickly as possible, I was completely naked now. I twisted, trying to pull Arselicker forward, but he fidgeted nervously, obviously afraid of the shadows surrounding us. I tried to reach for him again, "come on, this isn't funny" I said, my eyes widening in panic when his ears flicked towards the sound of footsteps and he neighed, loudly. "Shit, shit, shit" I looked back at the mouth of the alley, Polaris stood there, looking exceptionally beautiful in her royal clothing, her jewellery and silky hair making her seem even more so. However there was a expression on her face that made my heart stutter. Desperation. My breath hitched, I felt large cracks in my control and resolve grow. Thundering down on what little I had left. I slammed my eyes shut, she was out there, looking beautiful and wildly enchanting and here I was... stupidly naked. I opened my eyes, the mossy orbs flicking to Arselicker, a few strides from me. Standing where the shadows thinned. Fuck. I tried to shuffle along the wall, my bare back pressed against it. "Got the fuck back here Arselicker, now" I whispered, the grey gelding raised his head, ears pointed towards me. However he didn't come to me, oh oh no. Instead he went the opposite way, towards the woman he had only meet once. "FUCK!" my voice burst out of the alley, but I dared not to follow. No way in hell would I, I growled in frustration. My jaw clenched and unclenched, my teeth grinding against each other. I breathed heavily now, I was naked and had no clothes save the sweaty colourful ones on the ground, now covered in dirt. And my horse had just run off into the hands of a woman I had mixed feelings about.
How the hell did I end up here?
I growled, the sound radiating throughout the alley, I bent and retrieved the mangled and dirty entertainers shirt. Holding it infront of my sensitive bits. The last thing I needed to do was scare anyone off. Even if it got me out of this situation, that fragment inside of me grew a inch, it reached out... for her. The mesmerising woman at the mouth of the alley, trying to see through my shadows. I hope she didn't. Slowly, very slowly I walked out of the alley, the sun glinting off my tanned skin. The cold morning breeze making my skin tighten.
I kept my eyes down, shame and guilt crawling through me, showing as a pink hue on my skin. "U-uh... my horse.. ah you see, the little fucker stole my... clothes" I said, my mossy orbs flicking up to meet the blue-grey eyes of my pain-in-the-arse-of-a-horse.
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￣￣￣￣￣￣￣￣￣￣￣￣￣￣￣￣￣￣￣￣￣ Polaris Astria ⋆⁺｡˚⋆˙‧₊☽ ◯ ☾₊‧˙⋆˚｡⁺⋆ I remained where I was since the shadows were not being helpful at all, my inability to see through them increasingly getting on my nerves; I would have been very, very glad to know what was going on in the shadows was actually something I did not want to see, making my annoyance gratitude. The sounds of cursing and his familiar voice pierced through from the alleyway, making me wonder what truly was going on in the depths of the shadows; soon enough, I had my answer. I watched quietly as Arselicker suddenly emerged from the shadows and approached me, acting as if this was an ordinary occurence with his rider. Carefully, I reached out and grabbed a hold of his reins when he got close, lifting a hand to stroke his neck since he was clearly a bit fired up. I presumed he wasn`t the biggest fan of shadows and I wholeheartedly agreed with him. My gaze drifted towards the shadows and the sight of my former captor emerging from them shortly after, my eyes widening when I realized he was completely naked. Out of pure instinct, I turned so I was no longer facing him and cleared my throat, slowly processing his explanation. It would seem his horse enjoyed making his life more difficult.. I appreciated that, even if the thought of leaving him like this had not crossed my mind once; I knew that he was probably feeling wave after wave of embarrassment at the moment. A sigh left me as I slowly walked his horse back towards him, keeping a rather decent distance between us; I did glance over to make sure his horse did actually return to him, of course. The entire time I refused to say a single word, fear and uncertainty gripping every part of my being. I knew I should probably leave and return to Estrelle, who was definitely probably panicking at my sudden escapade of sorts. Even though it wasn`t too cold out, my body shivered slightly as I closed my eyes, my head still persisting in causing me pain; I could only hope it wasn`t obvious that I felt like shit, both emotionally and physically. No matter how desperate I was for an apology- more specifically, one for everything he had done to me, I was not going to ask for one. The mere idea of asking was a stupid one, to be honest; I knew he was most likely going to run off again, so that was why I dared not speak or look over at him. If I looked for a moment too long, I feared my emotions truly would be too far gone. I sighed as I folded my arms across my chest, lowering my head slightly as I tried to shove away all these thoughts and emotions. Even if I was distracted, my ears were focused entirely on the sounds coming from his direction. If he left, I would hear him do so and I would once again return to Estrelle and act as if nothing had happened, no matter how much it hurt. |
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[ Goras Kelxina ] I accepted Arselicker's reins eagerly, the wet sound of my entertainers clothes dropping to the floor as I held the reins with a iron grip. Pulling the thick-headed grey closer to me, I used my other hand to dive into Arselicker's saddle bags and pull out my uniform.
Quickly, much too quickly I dropped the reins, the horse finally standing still as I re-dressed myself, putting the clothes over my shoulders and head with haste. I sighed, now fully dressed and my hands smoothing over the crinkled cloak, I pulled the hood over my head but left my cowl lowered.
Polaris already knew my face, knew my lips. No point in hiding it. "I- I am done" I said, blinking at the vulnerability of the moment we had just shared. I looked back at the alley behind me, I could go now, make my way to the Wildflower Inn and completely forget about this. All of this. But my gaze skipped back to Polaris's back, her hind turned to my to respect my privacy. I struggled, my will to flee and hide fighting the will that fragme- no, shard. It had grown, and so did its emotions.
Polaris had helped me when she could of left me there, she could of laughed at me. Spat at me and make me simmer in my shame. It would of been what I deserved from running from her, from us. And yet... she didn't. I tilted my head, silently inspecting the woman infront of me. I knew that she was more courageous than I, by far. She had persisted where I could not... perhaps I could use some of her confidence and... stay. I blinked, painfully aware that it was just me and her in this narrow street. Standing at the mouth of a shadowed alley. My realm.
And slowly, oh so very slowly I stepped slowly around Polaris's ridged form. Standing infront of her as I carefully looked into her deep azure orbs. The depths calling to me as I stood, still as stone watching her.
The soft breeze flew around us, my cloak protecting me, however she didn't have the benefit of it. I saw her shiver slightly, eyes closing in what seemed to be in pain.
Something was wrong, terribly wrong. "Polaris?" I said, the concern in my own voice susprising me. I had only been threatening to snap every bone in her hands just days ago, and yet here I was, ready to pass her my newly acquired clothes to make sure I didn't see her shiver again. I wanted to reach out and stroke her cheek as I had done before we kissed, but I knew it was too raw for the both of us, I knew she probably hated me now. Who wouldn't? "Polaris, are you... sick?" I asked, once more, concern laced my voice uncontrollably. I wasn't supposed to care, but I did, oh boy did I. High fae weren't able to get sick... or rather weren't supposed to. |
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￣￣￣￣￣￣￣￣￣￣￣￣￣￣￣￣￣￣￣￣￣ Polaris Astria ⋆⁺｡˚⋆˙‧₊☽ ◯ ☾₊‧˙⋆˚｡⁺⋆ I waited patiently for whatever he decided to do, fully expecting him to walk away the moment he changed into his clothes. It made sense for him to do so anyways, especially since I understood why he had run off like that despite how much it had hurt me; someone like him was meant to be free and unhindered by someone else, trained to be an assassin and nothing more. It was these reasons that my hopes were so low, especially since he had already left me once.. If he decided to do so again, however, I knew it would be easier to forget him and move on since I had another reason to do so. A sigh slipped past my lips as I heard him beginning to walk, my raging headache making it harder for me to determine which direction he was going in. I was thoroughly persuaded he was leaving until I blinked and found him standing directly in front of me. My eyes widened slightly as I met his gaze, my heart clenching and racing in my chest. Was he not going to leave like he had before? I tried to hide how sick I felt by straightening and relaxing even if just by a little, but it seemed like he had seen straight through me and noticed my body language before. ``Maybe,`` I replied as I looked away from him, unable to continue looking into those gorgeous green eyes that I wanted to stare into forever if he`d let me. I refused to outright admit that I had a terrible fever and felt unnaturally weak and frail, even if I had noticed the concern radiating off of him. He had better things to do than stay here with me, even worrying about me in of itself was something I persuaded myself was simply a result of me helping him. He had already left me once and it had seemed like he had desperately tried to do so again before I followed him, so I knew there was no point in telling him the truth. The one thing that did concern me was the fact that he was now aware of my current state and how he could easily use it against me. A High Fae being sick or even wounded for an elongated duration of time was unheard of, yet here I was. ``It`s none of your business anyways,`` I added, hoping that maybe it would help create distance between us. He had already hurt me once and the last thing I wanted was to be hurt again, even if I was actively hoping he would prove he wasn`t going anywhere this time. My azure eyes flitted to meet his green ones, letting myself explore the intricate colors of his irises and the details of his face. He really was quite a handsome individual and, even though I would never tell anyone this, he was basically my ideal type. I definitely had the stories my mother used to tell me every night to blame for that, but it was still the truth. Regardless, I expected him to agree and walk away, so I mentally and emotionally prepared myself for the worst. |
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