The first thing she noticed was how her knees ached. Her neck had an awful crick as well, but a hand on her head kept her from being able to lift it. Her legs were numb. Read More
She didn’t want to wake up. Cyra was happier than she had been in a long time right where she was. Why would she want to get up when she was safe, warm, and loved?
Then something changed. Read More
Cyra started walking as clear glass grew under her feet. She passed by the door to Vitalis’ mind and kept her gaze ahead. Read More
After Cyra tricked Vitalis into thinking she had gone to sleep, she bandaged her ankle and adjusted her pants so Vitalis would never see it. She could tell he was worried out of his mind for her despite the brave, comforting face he put on for her. His concern and love was so obvious in every move he made and breath he breathed. She’d scare him even more if he knew Ano had somehow been able to cause that injury. He was better off not knowing. Read More
“After all that, he’s just gone?” Roya gaped at them from where they were all sat on her floor after Cyra and Vitalis explained what had happened. The windows were all shut, and they kept their voices low. Read More
Mihrab had no choice but to accept Cyra would be guarding Vitalis as well. Things had been… odd at first. Mihrab had been clearly displeased all day. Vitalis was trying to find his footing again with Cyra. He just wasn’t sure what he could say anymore now that she knew the truth. How were supposed to act around the woman you loved who didn’t love you back? Read More
Mihrab came by twice a day, once before he went to meet Prince Vitalis and after he was done for the day. Cyra made it clear that she didn’t like that he was leaving Vitalis alone at night. Mihrab brushed her off, telling her there were guards in the hall. Cyra decided not to tell him it wasn’t someone getting in she was worried about; it was Vitalis getting out. Read More