heaven help a fool who falls in love
Adalyn enjoys the way his laugh sounds in her ears. It makes her think of happy days and droplets on her skin. She smiles back, mostly from the noise and the thoughts it brings but also from relief. She had been worried he might be disappointed in her, but she finds he is an excellent reader of the personality. Or maybe she is just large enough in her boldness that anyone could know she did not crave the quiet simplicity of a syrupy kingdom.
She’d heard the stories of the Valley, their torturous murders they committed and the hell-bound actions they performed. Despite her love for adventure and new things, she didn’t want to participate in any Satan-filled sacrifices or murderous rampages. Her heart sang for simple yet wild things – a constant undertow of life and noise, a place where she could explore every day and still not be content, a home where she could expand her knowledge and skills on anything. The Valley and Chamber seemed to fit certain stereotypes Adalyn didn’t want to secure herself in, just as the Gates sung of quiet, careful souls whom she did not wish to become.
Magnus begins speaking of the Jungle – the warrior kingdom – and she notes the way his eyes glint with excitement. As the buckskin speaks more and more about the wild land, Adalyn finds her heart tugging toward the words. Her deep blue eyes widen at everything he says and she can feel her wanderlust soul sparking and brimming and flying. It is almost as if she can taste the place now, almost as if she can see it in the way he speaks of it.
Adalyn dips her head, gold forelock falling across her face as she moves. “Well, it seems like it would be worth a shot.” Her inky lips smile again, another carefree expression that almost seems to brighten the field. “Thank you so much, Magnus.” Adalyn’s feet are already itching to get on the move, to bring her closer and closer to her possible new home. She redirects their movement, however, to step closer to the wise stallion. Her lips place a soft kiss on his cheek in gratitude. She hopes the gesture wouldn’t seem too intimate for him, but part a selfish bit of her hopes that would be the case. “I will try and come visit you and your Gates sometime soon.”
And with that, she turns her feet in a movement that almost looks like an ancient dance and begins to make her way toward the wild Jungle and its endless possibilities.
adalyn