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    Private Tales Long Days of Rest

    The house was filled with the warm, savory scent of fresh breads, roasted vegetables and seared meat. Neith stood near the window, her sleeves rolled up, apron slightly flour-dusted, though she hadn't stirred the pot in some time now. Her arms were wrapped securely around Mar who purred, content...
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    Private Tales Long Days of Rest

    Neith let out a soft, melodious laugh. The chill in the air didn’t seem to bother her, not when the warmth of him still lingered on her skin. "I don’t think you fully realise what you’ve signed up for," she continued, her tone mock-serious. "Challenging is the understatement of the year. I’m...
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    Private Tales Long Days of Rest

    Neith's lips curved into a tender smile against his skin, her breath warm as it fanned across his chest. She stayed silent for a moment, letting him speak as her fingers traced lazy circles over his ribs as if the motion might somehow ground him. His admission wasn’t unexpected—she’d known the...
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    *Tap Tap* Is this thing on?

    Welcome back :D
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    Good news and Bad news

    Sorry to hear that Tap, sometimes a break is needed. Take care of yourself, and I'm glad you're still finding some joy in working on your Guardians lore, it sounds great!! We'll be here when you feel like writing again <3 Keep in touch :) x
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    Private Tales Long Days of Rest

    Neith lay nestled against Cassidy, her cheek resting on the warm expanse of his chest, listening to the rhythmic rise and fall of his breathing. The steady thrum of his heartbeat beneath her ear was soothing, a quiet, constant reminder that they were here—alive, together, at peace. She smiled...
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    Private Tales Long Days of Rest

    His confession, whispered between kisses, made her heart ache with both longing and relief. The thought that they might never have had this moment, that he might have been lost to her forever—it was unbearable. But they had survived. They had each other. And now, as his wife, she would make sure...
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    Private Tales Long Days of Rest

    Neith’s breath hitched at Cassidy's touch, her skin igniting with every brush of his fingers beneath her clothes. His whispers against her ear sent a shudder spider-walking down her spine, and she let out a quiet, breathless laugh, her lips brushing his neck as her hands roamed freely over his...
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    Private Tales Long Days of Rest

    His words, his touch—they were everything she needed, everything she'd ever wanted. The darkness around them, the cold night air, even the danger that still loomed in the distance—they all faded into insignificance. All that mattered was him, and the way his lips found hers with such desperate...
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    Private Tales Long Days of Rest

    Neith could hardly believe this was real. The warmth of him, the pressure of his lips against hers—it all felt like a dream, a fleeting moment she might wake from at any second. But this was real, more real than anything she'd ever known. The man she loved was here, and he was hers, asking her...
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    Private Tales Long Days of Rest

    There was little light, but light enough to glisten on the tears he shed. Neith’s heart cracked at the sight, the thick sorrow in his voice, and she squeezed his hand apologetically. Her lips curled sadly as he spoke of blessings, and she fought the desire to wipe away his tears. He had every...
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    Private Tales Long Days of Rest

    "I know... but it's alright. We're alright.. I was just afraid." Neith frowned, hating the guilt in his eyes. She offered a reassuring smile and reached to settle a hand on his with a gentle squeeze, hoping to ease his mind. Her dark eyes fell to the flask he offered, and she took it, drinking...
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    Private Tales Long Days of Rest

    Neith awoke to the gentle rocking of the wagon coming to a halt. The once deafening roars and thundering hooves had now been replaced by an almost eerie silence, broken only by the occasional rustle of leaves. Darkness enveloped them, with only the faintest glimmers of moonlight filtering...
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    Private Tales Long Days of Rest

    Neith heard the gate crash down with such a force that metal cracked, wood splintered, and men roared with fury at their backs as they were cut off from the pair. Neith took a shuddering breath, the adrenaline and magic leaving her body drained. She trembled uncontrollably, her strength sapped...
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    Private Tales Long Days of Rest

    "What in the name of fucking fuck were you fucking thinking?!" Neith screamed at him above the thundering of hooves and chaos of the crowds, thumping her fist against his bicep the moment she'd let go of his hand. Her heart was stumbling over itself, her entire body thrumming with adrenaline and...