Recent content by Bliss

Ten minutes felt too short, but Bliss found a strange reason to stand with Calixtus as her brother and Harlan lead the horses to some grass to graze. For now, they were afforded some privacy. "Calixtus..." Her hand softly pressed over his, the one he used to point on the map. Bliss watched...

They had been riding for near three hours by the time Bliss insisted they stop. Unused to riding on horse back, she could feel her legs begin to hurt from keeping the position of staying upright. "I thought you were adding physical training this year, Blissy." Ronan helped her down, chuckling...

Ronan snorted. "Oh, she cannot ride a horse. Bliss has a slight problem where she cannot sit still for long periods of time." She scrunched her face at her brother, but her face turned sheepish as she looked to Harland. "He's not wrong. I... I get anxious when I ride and of course, the horses...

"Just... who is he, again?" Ronan towered beside her, having note facial hair and bulk to him than she saw him last. Bliss groaned loudly, her bag packed of just in case items that was beginning to weigh her on her shoulders. Her eldest brother had offered to take it from her, but the straps...

"Wait." Her hand shot out, catching his arm before he could leave the room. "I... I think we can tell one of my brothers. If you say this might be dangerous, then I would like to ask Ronan to accompany us. He attended the College about the same time as your brother..." Ronan also excelled in...

"Not read... the books... but then you miss out on the theory and practice of the spellwork." She withheld her groan, settling for a shallow sigh. Bliss lifted her drink to her lips and took a slow sip. Perhaps it was fortunate she was not tutoring the two. She would be at her wits end after...

Her hand snapped to his reaching hand, her eyes wide as surprise filled her. "Uh..." she panicked, but did not push him away. "If we are... you know... maybe we should..." Bliss moved and got up, desperately trying not to be awkward and yet nerves filled her. She could not help but feel as if...

She felt foolish to have discouraged him, having liked the attention he paid her. Bliss turned back to the page, a finger tracing the line. An old language, one that sounded it came from the Empire, flowed effortlessly from her lips. Without Calixtus distracting her, Bliss was able to chant her...

His hand surprised her, but in the way he moved made her only freeze in place. She wanted to tell him not now but Bliss was sure she could ignore him. Calixtus was bold and persistent, but she did her best to continue. "Right, give me your hand." Her eyes did not look up at him as she reached...

Bliss gave them both a concerned glance. "Yes, magic can be tracked." Something died inside her, hoping that perhaps the trial would not lead to here and she became caught up in all of their trickery and pranks. Oh dear. What if befriending the twins made her look not so innocent? Would a...

Bliss knew her cheeks were bright red. She was not sure if it was his fingers trailing at her neck or the looming event of them... She cleared her throat. "Right... well..." Getting up from her bed made the wood creak, and she crossed the few steps to the book on the rug and came to kneel. "I...

She stiffened, but Calixtus moved slowly with her. He gave her time to shoot him down, and that she appreciated, but... curiosity made her feel strangely. Flattering, that Calixtus sought her out to help him find his brother. That he wanted this with her... "Just this once." She voiced the...

Don't do it. It was all she could think of the moment his head dipped lower and lower. Don't do it. But Bliss stayed. She let out a small gasp as his lips met her own, and her lashes fluttered as she watched his eyes close. It was something that lingered, as if he was not sure if this had been...

She should feel embarassed, to have lunged at him with unsure footing or even that last, desperate yank of him that he stumbled. Bliss was winded the moment he landed on her, but was quick to push himself up to look down at her. Her scowl was quiet and menacing. Because the moment his voice...

Bliss felt the blood drain from her as Calixtus made quite the racket. Anger boiled inside her once he raised his voice. She launched at him, wanting to wipe that smile away from his stupid face. "You...!" She seethed, pulling at his arm to try and tear it from the headboard but he held...