09-12-2017, 12:48 AM
Everything about Amet is soothing, warm, kind. The thought of him undergoing any harshness can’t cross her mind. Instead she imagines he must have been raised in a wonderful place with a wonderful family. How wrong she would be. He is steady and patient, working methodically over her body. Her gaze lingers on the charred wisteria and she can feel him tense beside her, as he suddenly becomes still. Curious, she turns her head. The silver strands moving slowly, searching him. Almost reluctantly he looks at the tree, knowing exactly what she was asking.
Confusion mars her complexion as she looks back at the tree, noticing the faint scorch marks that still remain. The thought of this peaceful place on fire is hard to imagine. Looking down at the calm waters, seeing the corpses of fish floating at it’s top… gone…wasted…Making her sad. ”Why would anyone want to attack this place?” She whispers softly.
It dawns on her that she could have washed up anywhere, in any kingdom. Hyaline could have been filled with people who would have harmed her, kill her. Instead she ended up here. With him. It has never been doubted that this was a good place, that he was good King who cared more about others then himself. With a soft frown that tugs at her soft lips, she looks back to the tree. It obviously hurts him, a painful reminder. As he leads her from the water, she glances back at it once more. Perhaps she could find a way to restore the wisteria. It would be the least she could do.
”Amet…” She asks softly, her legs folding quickly beneath her as she sinks back to the shoreline. Already exhausted from the brief movement to and from the lake. ”I want to know more about you.” Sterling gaze finding his, there are some things the stars could not show her in dreams. Some things that needed to be discovered for themselves. The soft slope of her curved ears swiveling forward to catch his words, settling in as she prepares for the next step in the healing process. She had all the time in the world to listen to him.
Confusion mars her complexion as she looks back at the tree, noticing the faint scorch marks that still remain. The thought of this peaceful place on fire is hard to imagine. Looking down at the calm waters, seeing the corpses of fish floating at it’s top… gone…wasted…Making her sad. ”Why would anyone want to attack this place?” She whispers softly.
It dawns on her that she could have washed up anywhere, in any kingdom. Hyaline could have been filled with people who would have harmed her, kill her. Instead she ended up here. With him. It has never been doubted that this was a good place, that he was good King who cared more about others then himself. With a soft frown that tugs at her soft lips, she looks back to the tree. It obviously hurts him, a painful reminder. As he leads her from the water, she glances back at it once more. Perhaps she could find a way to restore the wisteria. It would be the least she could do.
”Amet…” She asks softly, her legs folding quickly beneath her as she sinks back to the shoreline. Already exhausted from the brief movement to and from the lake. ”I want to know more about you.” Sterling gaze finding his, there are some things the stars could not show her in dreams. Some things that needed to be discovered for themselves. The soft slope of her curved ears swiveling forward to catch his words, settling in as she prepares for the next step in the healing process. She had all the time in the world to listen to him.
Ciri
@[Amet]