Recent content by Aerium

The grin he wore was devilish, and only added to his charming appearance. Aerium happily took her hand, pulling it up to his lips so that he could place a soft kiss to each of her knucles. His eyes remained fixed upon her, as if to promise he would do this again and again. Aerium led her down...

"Hungry?" His voice was soft, his presence known to her as his boots crunched over the small stones that were tossed aside the worn pathway of the trail that ran along the creek. Aerium was dressed not in his Inquisitor uniform, but in a long sleeved tunic with a soft coloured vest to keep...

Oh, gods, he did mean every word he uttered to her. Never had he ever felt as it someone could embody the safety he needed after his brother passes. He had thought he would be alone in this world, alone with just his own thoughts and unhappiness. Saffia, the lover of daylillies, deserved to...

His mother once told him that love could feel like a spell. She also told him it was not worth it in the end, that love was a sentence to opening your heart and showing everyone where best to kill you. But Aerium was like his father. His father had told him that he fell in love with his...

He could tell her to stay, to go with him and leave this place. They could start a new life, fresh and without the disappointment they would leave behind here in Rhagos... But Saffia was freer than he was. It was Aerium that was more coward that he could not bring himself to even think about...

He smiled. Not many had told him that, to follow his own dreams. He had let the pressures of making his mother and General proud, to make Russ proud but he himself had told the younger Tarrent brother that he was made to service Ragash another way than being in the Inquisition. "I have an...

His other hand released whatever it held, a spoon or fist, and rested atop her hand that softly touched his against the table. He stared at it, quiet for a moment, before Aerium looked up at Saffia. "He wasn't killed by a witch. He was killed by his friend. A jealous friend... All because Russ...

Saffia would see the change in him. The way his muscles stiffened in their movements. His jaw flexing as he grinded his teeth. Those eyes of copper browns averting their gaze, staring pointedly at the table between them. But he loosed a weary sigh, braved to look up at Saffia with unfiltered...

Aerium wore a large grin. One that was much too impossible to hide and act humbled by her praise. He missed cooking for someone, for others, because seeing their reactions was why he wanted to pursue a career as a cook. "Tell me any dish you want, and I will be sure to study everything that...

He never knew that her smile could heal so many aspects in him, or that it brightened every dark thought that latched onto his mind and intended to bring him down. She rejuvenated him. As she spent time bathing, Aerium saw to preparing them each a bowl of soup. Thea had kept it at a low heat...

Aerium gave her a sweet, patient smile. His hand came to cup her face and he crouched before her, ensuring their gazes were leveled. "I will go where you will me to, Daylily." Protector. He wanted her to only know safety, to dance and laugh in the streets so that this city would know her...

My Daylily, You are the happiest thing in my life to happen, and I am forever grateful for you. Your laugh, your smile, the way you pull me into a dance every time there is music, and the way you make me feel whole whenever you are near. This day is yours, Heart and Hearth Day is the day I...

Aerium had fallen asleep on the floor on a mess of blankets and furs. He had been awoken by someone standing on his back, and the poor young man groaned at the pain radiating through him. Rolling over, he saw that Daylily had gotten up, and pushing past his tired state, he got to his knees and...

He saw her fading before her body gave way. Aerium was quick to envelop her into his arms, to catch her as her eyes fluttered closed. Her body had taken on too much stress. All he wanted was to ask her who had done this to her, where he could direct his anger and rage that someone would cause...

His heart soared. It fell, but the way it invigorated your blood. As if leaning back on a chair gave you a fright, and you had to surge forward before you fell too quick. But Aerium already fell. He held onto her as the gift of her name left her lips and made his heart beat. "Believe me...