05-24-2021, 03:19 PM
Yanhua felt dizzy with unspoken thoughts. Borderline’s scream in the background was a painfully sharp reminder of what he’d just witnessed, as inconsistent and alien to him as if the three horses had been suddenly transported to another world. He shut his eyes against it and cringed, trying to make sense of something that wasn’t sitting right with him.
Immortality, Leilan had said. Lilliana had been immortal too, and where was she? Why hadn’t she come back with the dragon magician? Yan clenched his teeth together, his head throbbing. Why couldn’t he have done exactly what he did just now, with Borderline? Why couldn’t he pluck his mother from this “place” she’d disappeared to and bring her back? Yanhua had watched Borderline fade away right before his eyes. He alone had seen her wither over the months, nearly succumbing to her sickness in Tephra.
And all it had taken was one touch from Leilan to make her right.
Yan was supposed to believe that? After witnessing everything he’d seen through the minds of others over the past year and half? That Borderline just … what? Immortalized herself by blooming from a flower?
“Or maybe that’s what he wants you to think.” Yan’s eyes snapped open, zeroing in on the scaled stallion. The Freyr’s wing was still outstretched to support a mare who was crumpled and helpless on the ground. A mare who was his mate. And what was she now?
A cloud of uncertainty shadowed Yan’s mind at the thought. “Would you stop looking at me like that?” He frowned at Borderline, feeling a shiver curl down his spine. “You’re better now, right? Immortal like Leilan said. So why the hysterics? You shocked me. That’s all.” He grumbled, taking a hesitant step toward her. His stomach flipped unpleasantly, but he swallowed the discomfort and did his best to hide the warning sirens blaring in his head.
YANHUA
@[Borderline] @[Leilan]