Recent content by Ehlark Haoqi

Ialels nodded. Adjust. She would have to, and there was a lot to be adjusting to. This was, perhaps, one of the most difficult realities of her new life, however. After this boulder dropped on her, the rest was going to be easy to shrug off. Well. Most of it. Ehlark let his eyes shift from...

It was somewhere in the moment between translating for his father and her answer that Ehlark realized he hadn’t asked her before. Neither had he offered his own name to her. Shame and embarrassment, a warm scarlet, washed across his golden features. His father’s steady look was telling enough...

The aunts bowed in unison to her decision. They opened the door and ushered her out into the hall. Taking the spiraling staircase again, they led her much the same way out as she had come in. Returning to the garden, the same regal cwn was seated once more by the pond. His tea and writing...

The twins waited patiently for her, standing side by side and only bending to whisper softly to one another in their foreign tongue. They only turned around when Skyler stepped out of the bath and addressed them. "Your items will be mended and set aside for you here in your room." "New...

Regardless of how he felt about her at the moment, Ehlark was patient. He stood back, plopped the rag back into the basin, and propped a hand on his hip. She continued and he looked around the room when she gestured. He was quiet for several moments, then sighed. "Look, I get it," he began...

Ehlark listened in silence, his eyes set on his task. But he paused and looked over his shoulder at her. A confused crease set between his brows. Or was it alarm? "Fengli was going to take your brother and you volunteered yourself instead," he clarified. It was a statement and not a question...

“Lesson number one. Do not apologize to fae. It implies you owe them an apology debt. There’s nothing to be apologetic for; they died and I have new parents. Well...” He stopped talking suddenly, his back to her. Ehlark lifted the rag, the sound of water dripping into the bowl strangely mixing...

Hovering always within reach, he followed slowly after. She huffed and puffed, but she made it to the landing and straightened. As much as he wanted to dislike her, she had an impressive fighting spirit. He answered her slow question with a bitter smirk. "Considering my birth parents are both...

She looked properly shaken by the answer to her questions. Ehlark, in spite of his apparent dislike of her, still waited patiently for her to make up her mind. He did not rush her, nor did he warn her away from the telling look back at the forest. She had to make up her mind on her own. And...

She wasn't going. He sighed. Of course she wasn't. He muttered a few words in their other language and gestured toward the outdoors. "You are in the Emerald Glade, home of the Haoqi clan. Welcome to the Summer Court, golden and fair home, blah blah blah. Vhora: city of the sun, throne of the...

The duo went inside, their barks answered by some others and a few annoyed voices in their faerie language. They disappeared across the vaulted foyer and into one of several archways. The woman had walked steadily in front of her and was waiting in the white marble room. The late afternoon...

The blue-eyed man’s gaze shifted from hers to her shoulder, the corners of his mouth twitching downward before his observation continued down her form and back up again. He drew a deep breath and looked off toward the treeline before turning once again to the woman. He signed something, which...

The girl got up, albeit shakily. Both a disappointment and a satisfaction; she was compliant, but that meant she didn't get to drag her. Some victories came at a price. The dog offered no answer to her question, letting her own mind supply the answers. She simply followed behind, herding her...

The cwn stepped back with a string of curses in her foreign tongue. She flicked her paw and then tried to wipe it clean on a patch of ferns. In the forest around them, a cacophony of laughter burst forth. She bared her teeth at the trees, and the giggles died down somewhat before she turned the...

The girl refused. The great dog's eyes watched her, unswerving from the girl's as she stepped between them. A confession and an offer to take her brother's place. The cwn offered no argument to the accusations she laid against her kind, but neither did she flinch when she threw the knife. What...