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Rowan's efforts to comfort her did not go unnoticed. Natia was relieved to have her master taking care of her when faced with such a heavy burden. Still, his words only left her with a sense of unease...The moment he forbade her from running off, she opened her mouth to speak out, only to be silenced by his thumb. She listened intently to his words, yet somehow they only seemed to break her heart more. Their roles were supposed to be reversed. If it had to be anyone, she was supposed to be the one to be rescued, not Amare... After listening to all of Rowan's words, he'd managed to restore a fraction of hope inside of her. It certainly w

Daedrin felt the direct stare aimed at him, but he ignored it as he continued mining. However when the question finally came, he stopped his efforts and allowed the head of his pickaxe to clink against the cave floor as he used it to help him upright as he turned his head to look at Izanagi, the corner of his lip twitching a little in amusement as he listened to his friends reasoning. He shifted himself a little so that he was standing sideways against the cave wall, allowing him to lean his weight against it as his long, thin fingers drummed against the handle of his pickaxe, “Normally, I would say no, but… I know you can keep a secret

Location: Village of Ryn’tur. The sound of Natia’s sobs broke Rowan’s heart, and he wished he could do something to wipe them from existence. But his hands were tied in this situation, which only made him feel even worse about the situation. When she pulled herself close, he wrapped his arms around her and held her just as firmly. His fingers went up into her hair, stroking along her scalp as he nuzzled his lips into her hair. He rocked her very slightly, trying to calm her down. He shifted her head so that it was tucked beneath his chin, his body curled around her protectively. He had no intention of allowing her to run off on a ill-pla

Rose flinched as the grip around her wrist tightened, causing pressure on the joint that sent a shard of pain racing up her arm. A soft whimper escaped her throat but she tried to clamp it down, looking up at Anhara when she spoke in a curt tone before Rose felt herself yanked away from the faux comfort of the wall and out of the door where the force of the movement caused her to stumble a few times. With her free hand, she reached out and pressed it against the wall before she fell on it. Her other arm was at an awkward angle, being held by Anhara, whose fingers were like a vice around her wrist. She was forced to push herself from the wall

Deadrin's answer made think a bit more about the subject while we kept on mining. Once again, I spent some time trying to come up with the correct combination of words since my friend clearly had been holding the truth about who and what he really is a secret. Which was something that I could relate and understand better than anyone. Still, asking so directly about a something like that isn't really something I would normally do. *Hey, how long will you keep this little game going huh? We both know he isn't telling you something* commented Odium in a very impatient tone *I know, but if he is hiding it then he surely has a good reason for it d