Recent content by Lailah

She couldn't sworn that her hammering heart was audible. Every beat of it pounded in her ears as she took a moment to breathe outside of the tavern, her blades drawn and her eyes closed as she waited for Vincent to take the lead. The second the door had burst open, Ren and the two other boys...

Lai nodded, believing that he'd keep his word, the smirk and ruffle of her hair easing her worries for a brief moment. With the plan laid in place and everyone in their positions, Lailah held onto Vincent's hand as they waited in the alleyway. She'd hold on as long as she possibly could before...

Lailah had never slept so much in her life as she had for the first two days, her healing aided by the teas and salves that Ren had brought her. By the third day she had gathered a little more strength, and she ate and trained as best as she could. By the fourth day, she felt a little more...

Lailah fell to the mercy of his crystalline gaze as it pulled her back into the room and pinned her there. Her own stormy grey pools softened, and she reached a hand to comb her fingers back through his dark tresses. "Four days is long enough. I can be strong enough by then." she assured, her...

Four days. Her hand drifted subconsciously over her side. Right now she felt as weak as she looked, and every movement she made was lanced with searing pain. She had four days to be ready, and she nodded as she looked to Vincent and lowered herself back into her chair, trying not to wince as...

Lailah chewed idly on the inside of her cheek as she looked between Vincent and Ren, her grey eyes narrowed with a soft smile as Van met her gaze, and the smile broke brightly across her face as he invited him in. It'd been for her sake and she knew it. She pressed a kiss into his hair and...

Lailah did as he asked, grimacing as she lowered herself into her chair, and she watched him nervously over her cup as she carefully sipped at her tea, his silence making her too anxious to eat more than a mouthful. She gave a tight-lipped smile at his words and winced slightly as his fork...

"Mm-mm." she answered with a shake of her head as she gingerly stretched and padded silently to stand behind him. Her arms snaked around his waist and she hugged him as tightly as she comfortably could, her cheek pressed against his back and her eyes closing as she held onto him. "A little...

The kiss to the back of her neck sent a pleasant shudder racing down her spine, and even in sleep she smiled and sighed softly in response. But without him, the cool air tickled at her back and her brow furrowed as she realised that she was alone. Her eyes opened and she rolled into the empty...

Lailah didn’t need to be an empath to feel what he felt. She’d have felt the same had it been him who’d been hurt. “Hmm.” she smiled as he pulled her into his arms and she moulded herself against him, feeling his chest rising and falling against her back, their breaths in unison. She held his...

“I know...” she rumbled apologetically and nuzzled her cheek against his hair. “Alvaro must have them so afraid. He’s not a bad kid.. Thank you, for not hurting him. I know that must have been difficult..” She knew if she’d died it would have likely been a very different story. She could still...

The boy wasted no time in getting up from the stool and backing away the moment he was dismissed.. "I won' let her down again.." he assured, dipping his chin to Darmian in mute apology before he turned to leave in a hurry. The warmth against her cool skin caused Lailah to stir, and her eyes...

Ren faltered as Vincent looked at him, but the boy forced himself to keep his gaze, as intimidating as it was. "I.. don' expect you to trust me. But she does. I'd do anythin' to take back what I did. Thats why I'm here." he frowned. He didn't care what happened to him, he hadn't known what he'd...

Ren stared at Darmian for a moment before giving a slow nod and wiping at the tears on his blood-smeared face before he picked up the cup and took a shaky sip. A chill rushed over the boy as Vincent appeared back in the room, and he stared at him, reading his face for a verdict, and when he was...

Ren paled, lapsing into a terrified silence as he witnessed the fury in Vincent's gaze, his own brown eyes wide with fear. There was nothing more he could say, the apology didn't matter, not now he'd done what he'd done. The boy was glad of Darmian's intervention, and he pressed his hand over...