03-15-2022, 10:52 PM
Don't look back, nothing left to see
I can feel you though, wake me from this dreamin
I can feel you though, wake me from this dreamin
“Plant magic?” He asks, confused. What exactly did that mean? Not for the first time, he finds himself both awed and bewildered by her abilities. Where did she find all this power? And how safe was it for her to channel? He keeps his concerns to himself, not wanting the assumption that he had doubt in her capabilities. Still, he worried beneath all that smooth facade. The smoothness fades as his features twist into something mockingly offended. “Scared? When have I been scared of anything?” He asks with a grin, feeling safe behind the question that doesn’t reveal too much.
He starts to pave their path with lillies (a smirk curling at the corner of his mouth knowingly) before pulling a variety of choices from nothingness before them. Some appetizers if you will. What the Princess truly wants remains to be seen as she becomes distracted by his change in demeanor, the question he asks.
It occurs to him that it’s not his story to tell. However, he proceeds and acknowledges the risk. Besides, he doubts Aela would ever actually be as honest with someone in her family that wasn’t Reave. “As a child, her father tried to kill her. Drown her, actually. Her mother left her. Her brother spurns her. A child.” He pauses, considering Cheri and wondering if she could relate to any of it. For all of Aela’s flaws, he understood how they had manifested to begin with. She was the product of her environment. Much like himself. His red gaze moves from her and scans the tree-line beside them. “These woods are filled with ghosts that haunt her.” That’s why she hated this place. Why she detested the North in general.
It reminds him of something else, Aela’s past. Perhaps what had truly spurred him to bring it up in the first place. Once, the volcano and its jungle had been filled with ghosts too. He thinks, not for the first time, that it was overdue for an exorcism. Looking back to her, his muzzle extending to bump against her own. He hadn’t meant to dampen the mood but it felt important, telling her this, when she had taken that teasing tone. “All I’m saying is… I’ve always seen her for her reasons and not necessarily her actions.” Her chaos. He wonders if Cheri might see him for his reasons too in the days to come.
“Since we are…working… together, I just thought it important.” He wouldn’t begrudge her negative feelings towards the Seneschal (if she had any or knew the extent of what their relationship had been) and only hoped that it might help with whatever Aela pulled in the future. It was not a matter of if but when in regards to her.
They continue to move down the shore and he brushes his mouth against her neck, murmuring quietly against her dark skin. “There is something else I would discuss with you. Before you turn me into a tree or something.” He adds with a grin, the mischief in his red gaze blurred with the glint of uncertainty at what he wanted to share.
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@Cheri
