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Aldin followed everyone to the dining hall and waited to take a seat. He ended up next to Tamsin, but not by design. He filled a plate and ate heartily. It had been quite exhausting walking in the mud, though he'd not been willing to slow Mirq's pace to complain of it. The food was delicious and hot and welcome. "Thank you," he said to Varen and Jasmine, "this is wonderful." And then he noticed that they were centaurs and his jaw dropped.
Rook smiled, "Look...I see chocolate something on the table..." And he grabbed a dish of it and set it before her, "Eat up and feel better. Truly you look pale and ready to faint." Looking at her he gave it a bit of thought and grabbed a second dessert and set it before her, "Just in case one is not quite enough." His smile was endearing and genuine and added to his handsome feature. He had been gifted with a beautifully chiseled face, with artisticly perfect angles, blue eyes and raven black hair that had bluish highlights to it. Quite a striking man to look at, though he'd never understood how that mattered since his parentage always made people see him as evil and ugly inside.
Naild saw Rebecca dozing and carried her inside and sat with her on a comfortable lounger in the dining area watching everyone eat. His appetite was completely gone, and as he held her in his arms he thought about how everything he'd ever planned and dreamed was now gone. She would see this other life, and be what she was meant to be and he would be here alone. He wanted her to be all those things and she deserved to be happy, know her family and have the titles and position she was born to without being held back by him or anyone else. His love was pure and true and selfless, but he was going to enjoy the time he had before she left and soak up many memories as he could.
Alna heard him but his words were muffled and distant. She felt like she was trapped inside a vision and it was holding her away from everything and everyone. "Maybe I do..." she agreed. "I don't know if I'm strong enough at the moment to walk home...but can we just go to our room here??" She didn't want to say why, but they needed to be at the Palace tonight and tomorrow.
Chastianna grinned, "I will have to find some glue and make it permanent." she quipped impishly. Only after she'd said it did the full import of what she'd said hit her. permanent. She'd said that out loud...to him...out loud. Oh good gracious, what an idiot. She grabbed a glass and swallowed most of it down trying to cover her error, and then pretended she hadn't spoken, at least to herself. The food was fabulous and she enjoyed it, "Varen youa re a cooking genius...honestly you are."
Varen smiled and bowed his head, "My thanks Princess. I am pleased you enjoy it." She had no idea how her words wounded his warrior soul, because he smiled and was extremely gracious.
Morden groaned a bit as she helped him sit up. he was stiff and sore from lying motionless for so long. He smelled the food, "Water first...please..." He felt like his throat was a desert. he drank down the water and felt much better. He watched her and lifted his hand to her cheek, "I would not have blamed you for not returning...I did not protect you...I am so sorry my Love...so sorry."
Rook smiled, "Look...I see chocolate something on the table..." And he grabbed a dish of it and set it before her, "Eat up and feel better. Truly you look pale and ready to faint." Looking at her he gave it a bit of thought and grabbed a second dessert and set it before her, "Just in case one is not quite enough." His smile was endearing and genuine and added to his handsome feature. He had been gifted with a beautifully chiseled face, with artisticly perfect angles, blue eyes and raven black hair that had bluish highlights to it. Quite a striking man to look at, though he'd never understood how that mattered since his parentage always made people see him as evil and ugly inside.
Naild saw Rebecca dozing and carried her inside and sat with her on a comfortable lounger in the dining area watching everyone eat. His appetite was completely gone, and as he held her in his arms he thought about how everything he'd ever planned and dreamed was now gone. She would see this other life, and be what she was meant to be and he would be here alone. He wanted her to be all those things and she deserved to be happy, know her family and have the titles and position she was born to without being held back by him or anyone else. His love was pure and true and selfless, but he was going to enjoy the time he had before she left and soak up many memories as he could.
Alna heard him but his words were muffled and distant. She felt like she was trapped inside a vision and it was holding her away from everything and everyone. "Maybe I do..." she agreed. "I don't know if I'm strong enough at the moment to walk home...but can we just go to our room here??" She didn't want to say why, but they needed to be at the Palace tonight and tomorrow.
Chastianna grinned, "I will have to find some glue and make it permanent." she quipped impishly. Only after she'd said it did the full import of what she'd said hit her. permanent. She'd said that out loud...to him...out loud. Oh good gracious, what an idiot. She grabbed a glass and swallowed most of it down trying to cover her error, and then pretended she hadn't spoken, at least to herself. The food was fabulous and she enjoyed it, "Varen youa re a cooking genius...honestly you are."
Varen smiled and bowed his head, "My thanks Princess. I am pleased you enjoy it." She had no idea how her words wounded his warrior soul, because he smiled and was extremely gracious.
Morden groaned a bit as she helped him sit up. he was stiff and sore from lying motionless for so long. He smelled the food, "Water first...please..." He felt like his throat was a desert. he drank down the water and felt much better. He watched her and lifted his hand to her cheek, "I would not have blamed you for not returning...I did not protect you...I am so sorry my Love...so sorry."