A shiver courses down her spine when Jamie draws close and it doesn’t ease when he extends his nose to touch her. Her white eyes flutter shut and Beyza thinks she’d say yes to anything with his breath on her skin. Even this one thing that she had meant to keep private. There’s only a small hesitation before she touches him back in return and lets the memories flow between them. The arrival of the eclipse, the unbearable pain, the birth, the creature itself, the unfortunate soul that had come over out of concern, the love and admiration she felt for the strange creature she had brought into this world.
She doesn’t mean to, but her emotions pulse within the imagery, propelled by something newer than her magic and wild, for with it she was far less practiced. Everything slips from her - the pain to the joy to the love.
Her breath hitches a little when they reach the point of the decapitation but it’s not in fear or disgust. A strange sort of pleasure spreads through her - this culmination of everything that has been on her mind since they moved through death together. Since she saw her first glimpse of everything that Jamie could be.
“What do you think?” She asks quietly, aware of the nerves that cause her voice to tremble very subtly.
@[jamie]