If only Cerva could look at herself through his eyes then maybe she could agree that there is something worthwhile about her. When she compares herself with her family she is the underdog, the forgotten daughter that ran away from responsibility. To Trystane, however, she was enough to pull him from his solitude. There was something about her that drew him forward and incited courage into his heart. There is a spark inside her that Cerva doesn't see herself that the world does.
And Trystane, he who finds himself plain with no thrilling adventures to date, is an excitement to Cerva. He is a comfort to her, a blanket that she never wants to release. The coolness of his voice and the heat of his skin lull her into an easiness that she has never before felt, but also a joy that she almost forgot existed. It would be a fairy tale if they could just know what they see in each other, but their limitations hold them back. Her fear of being a nobody could be eradicated.
A smile glides easily across her pretty face when she hears his hesitant reply. There is a sweetness embedded in his voice as he hesitates briefly then finishes. She wants to touch him then, to bury her face into his neck, but she freezes with that honeyed smile. "Well, I hope your thoughts were correct," she wants them to be, but she refuses to outwardly admit it. She can't bring herself to speak quite so easily to males as mother had. Cerva doesn't have it in her to nestle against Trystane and whisper into his neck, wanting to be his only one to hold. They're acquaintances (maybe more now) but deep down she finds herself connecting to him more than she ever has with anyone else.
But unlike mother, she can't bring herself to admit or accept it.
A longing expression almost creases her face, but she stops herself when he diverts the conversation. A frown takes the place of his admiring grin as she mulls over her siblings. "Yeah. Last I heard, one brother was in the Valley and the other went to the Tundra." Their names haven't been spoken on the tongues of gossipers and so she hopes that they are remaining out of trouble. "I'll find them again one day," it's on her future agenda, but she isn't in a rush. Each day will be taken slowly so that she may take enjoyment in the things she has always missed. "Maybe we can help each other find our family," her smile returns as a hot breath fans across his shoulder.
Cerva
SO SO SO sorry for the wait ><