Promises (Devon, Nerissa, and Kyan with special guest appearances) - Timeless2024-03-29T11:58:24Zhttps://timeless.ning.com/forum/topics/promises-devon-nerissa-and-kyan-with-special-guest-appearances?feed=yes&xn_auth=noPromises
w/ nerissa Ironsprin…tag:timeless.ning.com,2024-02-29:5164310:Comment:1046782024-02-29T22:01:30.126ZDevon Sawyer - Councilhttps://timeless.ning.com/profile/Devon
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<div style="background-color: rgba(0,0,0,0.5); width: 620px; height: auto; overflow: hidden;"><div style="width: 600px; height: 400px; padding: 20px; line-height: 1.5; overflow: auto; font-family: times; font-size: 16px; color: #fff; text-align: justify;">His hand slipped cautiously around the hilt of the sword as it was being offered back. Devon kept his glare unmoving on the king's when Excalibur's familiar weight lowered to his side again. The anger in him flooded over his skin while he watched the king's amused sneer spread over his face. Then his back was turned and for half a moment he thought of raising Excalibur and taking his chance. Though, what chance did he really have. He knew the king wouldn't go down so easily and he wasn't the type to kill a man, or fae, who wasn't even facing him, even if he was a fucking arse. If by some miracle he did end Kyan right here, there was no chance he and Nerissa were getting out of this wood alive.<br/> <br/>
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His jaw worked, clenching so hard to ensure he wouldn't let a flurry of curses and promises of death pour from his mouth. Devon hated that they needed the king. If they were going to find a way to free Nerissa, it would have to be with Kyan's help beyond just getting passage through the fae gate. Her delicate touch on his arm made some of the tension release then. It would do no good to be wound up by the king's goading if they were going to get through this intact. Though, he didn't believe for a moment that Raventhorn was going to be doing this completely out of the goodness in his heart and letting them walk away.<br/>
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He remained quiet as they followed the king and handful of fae guards throughout the beautifully massive and magical tree. Despite the obvious danger they were in, Devon couldn't help but be in awe still. He felt so small and insignificant in this world of magic. He wondered what the rest of the forest looked like beyond that of this woodland fortress. <br/>
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Coming to the fae gate at last, Devon peered into the center of what they were calling this towering stronghold of a dwelling the Mapleshade. It seemed dormant, like a darkened doorway that went nowhere. He watched as the king stepped up just behind where Nerissa stood, nodding to a pale grey fae who stood no higher than his chest. She seemed to float towards him on an imperceptible wind, her short white hair floating behind her along with the muted robes she wore. Devon shifted backwards once her gnarly like hands reached for him, a contrast to her young face. <br/>
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"Let her help you, human," drawled the king, not caring to look back to him and keeping his focus ahead at the gate.<br/>
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Devon straightened and forced himself to relax as she bowed her head slightly to him for allowing her closer. The fae remained silent as she lifted his shirt and touched his skin, her hands warming against him. A dull pain began to race through his bones, but it ebbed a moment later and the discomfort he had as a reminder of the torture he endured was practically gone. "Thank you," he managed to murmur and she only inclined her head once again before taking her position with the other fae beings that lined the room. <br/>
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His gaze went back to Nerissa as she spoke a phrase towards that darkness. A moment later and it opened to a place that seemed even more impossibly void of light. Devon instantly noted the smell of rot and death coming from the other side. For whatever reason, this made the king smile. Truly smile. <br/>
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The smell had intensified tenfold when they stepped through into the new room and inhuman screams and wailing from creatures he could not identify rang in the distance. Turning, he watched as the gateway closed again and they were on the other side, presumably in the Redwood. Devon's hand rested on top of his sword.<br/>
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Once Nerissa lit the candles within the space, he let his eyes adjust as best as possible to see the destruction within. He couldn't even see what the room was used for beyond holding the gateway, but the bits of crumbling structure were everywhere. Some pieces large enough to pass his waist. Broken pottery, overturned furniture, torn tapestries, and... bones. <br/>
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<a href="https://imgpile.com/images/U9si7i.gif" target="_blank" rel="noopener"><img src="https://imgpile.com/images/U9si7i.gif?profile=RESIZE_710x" width="268" class="align-left"/></a>He followed the fae into the hall which must've been a main passage as it stretched far into the distance of the dark as streams of light trickled in from wherever the sun happened to break through in tiny spurts. Still, it made it impossible to truly see the depth of the space around him. An eeriness crawled along his skin and lifted the hair on his arms and neck. It felt like something or possibly many things were staring back at them from the black. <br/>
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The fae king's head tilted as he too stared into the dark. He looked more animal then and Devon wondered if that was some attribute of their kind. At Nerissa's direction, he followed her up the stairs and drew his sword, the king smirking back at the unseen thing in the shadows before following after them.<br/>
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Devon was realizing how impossible it really was to be as quiet as they were. Fae made no sound when they moved. He on the other hand... Despite how quietly his boots lifted and lowered on the stairs, it still seemed like a beacon to whatever remained roaming in the dark. Nothing moved though as they finally reached the third floor. Or so he too quickly assumed.<br/>
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A giant cat, but none like he'd ever seen before appeared behind them. It was made of dripping inky muck and its eyes shone a fiery red. Devon instantly felt the sword come alive as the runes began to glow across the metal. The surge of its magic coursed through his body, making his skin tingle. He and Kyan faced the creature while he heard Nerissa fumbling with the lock at his back, the king having that wild look of excitement again. The bastard actually tsked at the thing when it snarled. Devon raised his sword.<br/>
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Then he was being pulled away. Nerissa ushered him inside of the library with Kyan following, though a look of disappointment seemed to cross his features. It looked like those monsters weren't able to get inside given the door being locked that someone must've thought to do before whatever spell had taken over the Redwood. Lucky for them. He sheathed the sword and watched as the king raised his hands and reinforced the door with branches and vines that broke through the flooring and walls which sealed the things out while also keeping them in. <br/>
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"My, my, little wretch. You certainly did a wonder on your own kingdom." Kyan clicked his tongue in mock scolding and turned, giving her a sinister smile as he seemed to glide towards Nerissa. "If I didn't want to see our brothers and sisters brought back to their former selves, I'd open that fucking door and let the evil behind it tear you to bloody ribbons and devour the pieces."<br/>
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Devon stepped in front of the king's path before he could make it to Nerissa, blocking his view of her. "Don't." <br/>
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"Boy, do I need to remind you of what happened the last time you did something utterly foolish like coming to my wood to play hero?"<br/>
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The king chuckled darkly, that smile promising violence. He lowered his voice to a whisper between them so Nerissa couldn't hear. "Love isn't going to save her from this fate, you know." Pulling back, Kyan conjured a small flame into his hand and let it drift before him as he began to walk through the darkened library.<br/>
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Devon kept his gaze forward as Kyan sauntered away, swallowing hard as those words echoed in his mind. He put the dagger back at his belt and walked over to Nerissa. "Are you.. alright?" As much as anyone could be alright given the situation. He buried the need to reach out and touch her and forced his focus out into the enormous library, where tall stacks disappeared into the dark. "Where should we start looking?"</div>
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</center> ✧ Promises ✧Nerissa wished…tag:timeless.ning.com,2024-02-21:5164310:Comment:1046552024-02-21T02:43:24.899ZNerissa Ironspringhttps://timeless.ning.com/profile/NerissaIronspring
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As his hand stopped hers, her gaze met his, he seemed to have something to say. Their hands together brought a wave of calm she couldn’t explain fully the effect over her he had. The moment wasn’t going to last though, they were in the home of the Mad King, and he had a talent for ruining such moments. The echoing of the doors bursting open caused Nerissa’s body stiffened. It was like his arrogant aura could smack her in the face from miles away. She shifted slightly letting her pale hazel gaze fall upon the king. Taking him in she wondered if this was his adventuring outfit. How audacious his clothing was, it wasn’t the kind of clothing she would picture him leaving the confines of his home in. On the other hand it was also the most clothes she had ever seen on the King. <br/><br/> Nerissa's gaze lingered from his outfit to Devon’s sword that was in his hand. Giving a sideways look towards Devon, knowing he was too hurt to even try to go for it at that moment. Even now she could feel the concern in his aura for the king to have the sword. As Kyan finger beckoned her, she went to take a step knowing that if she didn’t do as he wanted he would take it out on Devon first just to hurt her. The wind wrapping around her made her feel weightless, and violated all at once. She didn’t fight it as she was placed in front of him. Letting out a grunt as the King pulled her to her feet by her chin the height difference between them was obvious as her neck was craned to look at him.<br/><br/> As Kyan knuckles trailed along her cheeks she blinked, confused by the gentleness of it. She had assumed that the mad king knew nothing of gentleness never having to woo someone into his bed, all she had seen is him make demands and those who followed it willingly. Swallowing hard as his finger padst explored their way down from her cheek to the crest of her neck the flush of embarrassment at his touch made the blush travel where he caressed She felt her body go stiff, as the vines shot out from the tree bending to the kings will to hold his prey in one place while he toyed with its mouse. She didn’t dare look back at Devon. She had to endure to keep Devon safe. This was the thought that played in her mind as she stood there accepting the unwanted affection. She needed to say something though, yet her breathing hitched in her throat as he traveled between her breast where the seed was. Just like that, the horrid empty feeling of walking into the Mother Tree filled her once again. Pulled open for the world to see just how weak the daughter of the great Ironspring's was, the girl who ran instead of giving her life. All the power of The Redwood’s had left was now within the grasp of the mad king.<br/><br/> <a href="https://64.media.tumblr.com/cb69d10129e819266d9f817e2f9f9674/tumblr_inline_o1l2vsC3CH1tae3h3_400.gifv" target="_blank" rel="noopener"><img src="https://64.media.tumblr.com/cb69d10129e819266d9f817e2f9f9674/tumblr_inline_o1l2vsC3CH1tae3h3_400.gifv?profile=RESIZE_710x" class="align-right"/></a>A wave of weakness fell over Nerissa, it all of a sudden became a chore to stand there. She felt dizzy focusing on the Mad King's eyes in that moment, what secrets did those eyes hold? She wondered as she took a ragged breath in as low as she could. Was that the seed the only thing keeping Nerissa alive? She wondered then as she pressed her hands to her stomach as a way to keep herself focused, her eyes stayed on Kyan as he traveled with that Fae like grace, even though the air in the room was crushing her like rocks slowly being placed on her chest. His words echoed meaninglessly slowly her brain would translate the words while all her focus was on keeping to her feet and not tossing up what remnants remained in her stomach.<br/><br/> As his focus was back on her fully she let out a ragged breath. “If there is a way to save them.” sweat was beginning to bead on her forehead. “Even if it's only for me to end my own life, then I will do it.” She didn’t look at Devon, she didn’t want to see the look on his face. She knew he would do anything to keep that from happening. Yet she would also give her life if it meant he got home safe. “But can you please heal Dev? He will only slow us down if he is like this.” She knew the king could snap his neck then and there and just go about how he wished, she was in no place to ask for such grace, but she had to try.<br/><br/> As the seed was offered back to Nerissa she took it back slowly unsure if this was some kind of test. Yet she know any moments longer apart from the seed she would be on the floor. The black spots had already began floating her her view as her slender fingers wrapped around it. It was like life had been given to her again, the surge of Redwood Magic filled her spirit once again. She could breathe again, the weight of the air no longer trapping her where she stood. She tucked the seed back where she kept it hidden in her bosom. Placing her hand over it, her mind swirling with the thoughts that maybe she wasn’t meant to still be alive. Thus she couldn't succumb to that spiral of thoughts as Kyan stalked over to Devon like a cat waiting to strike. <br/><br/> Kyan giving the sword back to Devon caused Nerissa eyebrows to pull together in confusion, she was sure he would keep it forever, maybe even run it through Nerissa to make a point to Devon later. Yet there it was returned to who it belonged to. This felt like a fever dream all of a sudden. As Kyan moved away Nerissa closed the gap between her and Devon. Her hand came to rest on his arm hoping it would be enough to keep him in place. The moment to attack would not be on his land, around his guards, or if at all. Honestly part of Nerissa believed the Mad king was unmatched when it came to power and skill. He also had a passion for his people he had never seen in anyone but her father and Devon. She just needed to get Devon home safe to his people, to the rogues. Even if she had to spill her blood to do so.<br/><br/> Nerissa gave a nod of her head as she fell into line with the King traveling to the heart of the Mapleshade. Once they came upon the Fae Gate, Nerissa stared at it. She had watched her Father and Mother travel through theirs many times as a child. Yet she felt a sudden wave of worry that she wouldn’t be able to open the gate. She knew she had to move towards it though as Kyan wasn’t one that was going to wait for her to take her time. Taking a deep breath she stood before the massive doorway. Was there even enough magic left in The Redwoods for her to open the gate? She wondered to herself. Speaking in Sylven she raised her hand to the gate way. “Gate of the Fae, Open to me Nerissa of the Ironspring, take me home to The Redwood Forest.” After a moment the magic swirled from the center of where her hand was outwards as the portal opened. <br/><br/> There wasn’t much that could be seen from where she stood as it was dark, if one could put words to the smell of evil it would be what was wafting out of the portal. Swallowing hard, she looked back to see Kyan already a step behind her, Devon on his tail basically as she <a href="https://64.media.tumblr.com/1c6d7f7ce035f3cbc82ab1fe57f2577d/151be08900b40ae3-4f/s400x600/9d97fa5be0e5dd6db4516dfceff77ce76458d50d.gif" target="_blank" rel="noopener"><img src="https://64.media.tumblr.com/1c6d7f7ce035f3cbc82ab1fe57f2577d/151be08900b40ae3-4f/s400x600/9d97fa5be0e5dd6db4516dfceff77ce76458d50d.gif?profile=RESIZE_710x" class="align-right"/></a>moved, taking the first step into the darkness beyond. As they entered the room that held the Fae Gate of The Redwood forest, sounds of terror could be heard not far from where they stood. Those were the same sounds her people made when they turned into the horrid creatures she accidently turned them into because of her selfish act.<br/><br/> With a flick of her wrist the candles around the room lit up with soft red light, looking around the room for the moment she could see the piles of black goo, and clothing mixed together from when her people had turned. How it was still goo and not solid as a rock caused more questions than answers at that moment. “I am not sure if there are any inside, so we should probably move as quietly as we can to the library.” She said gently as she started to head towards the stairs that led upwards. Three levels they would need to climb to get to the floor that held her mothers master library filled with all kinds of books, and Fae items.<br/><br/> The answer had to be there, in that room. Deep down Nerissa knew that there was no answer and that she wouldn’t be returning to England with Devon. If there had been an answer her parents would have used it to save her life. She would try to find an answer, she couldn’t give up fully on the thought they would have a life together. Yet she also couldn’t let herself be buried in false hope. A deep growl came from behind them, then again as whatever was making the sound stalked closer. Nerissa started moving quicker up the stairs, trying to be as silent as she could. Not wanting to face whatever family member was stalking them. <br/><br/> As they made it to the third landing, the creature came into view a wrap of black goo shaped like a tiger stalked closer. Eyes glowing red as globs of goo fell to the floor. Panic washed over Nerissa as she reached for the door to the library fumbling with the lock for a moment before pushing it open and pulling Devon inside, Kyan was faster than him and honestly she wasn’t sure if he would try to stop the monster, Kyan seemed like the kind to want to fight something so dark, so evil. She turned around facing the library as the candles lit up like they always had when someone entered, casting a dull glow over the rows and rows of books covered in dust and time.<br/><br/> A strange sense of nostalgia washed over her as she took a cautious step deeper into the Library.</div>
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<div style="background-color: rgba(0,0,0,0.5); width: 620px; height: auto; overflow: hidden;"><div style="width: 600px; height: 400px; padding: 20px; line-height: 1.5; overflow: auto; font-family: times; font-size: 16px; color: #fff; text-align: justify;">Devon's heavy lids pulled open at the brightness that washed over them, pulling him from the darkness of sleep. The unfamiliar surroundings made his brow knit together until his eyes fell over Nerissa and everything that had happened the previous night bore down on him again. However, his focus had not been on his now dull pain or even the fact they were being held against their will for an unknown purpose. Instead, Devon was only thinking of the residual kisses that he could still taste on his lips. The feeling of his arms locked around Nerissa and the pressing of her body against his eager one that was hard to restrain.<br/> <br/> An easy grin came to his lips as he was about to speak until the sudden crash made him jerk upwards in the bed. Pain shot through Devon's side from the motion and caused him to wince as his body roared in protest. Centaurs loomed over them in moments with the inevitable demand that they were to now face whatever plans the king had for them. He let Nerissa help him stand taller and willed the discomfort away in order to not seem weak.<br/> <br/> <a href="https://imgpile.com/images/U9lgQa.gif" target="_blank" rel="noopener"><img src="https://imgpile.com/images/U9lgQa.gif?profile=RESIZE_710x" class="align-left"/></a>A Rogue till the end, his eyes moved about the tree in which they walked in order to work out any means of escape, armory, or other advantages he could somehow find. However, Devon was also in awe of the surroundings as well. Impossibly large and alive, the tree seemed to move and change as its limbs stretched to other sections to bring them and others that walked the halls when the carved staircases within were not sufficient. Whirls of disbelief swirled in his mind and feeling Nerissa's hand in his grounded him again when he looked down to her, seeing the tenseness in her eyes. His thumb brushed over her fingers in comfort while he tried to silently give her whatever strength he could convey. <br/> <br/> They were brought into a room that was void of anything at all, save for the few guards that lined the wall. It made not knowing what was to come less helpful. Devon noted Nerissa's words regarding the gateway without a response and watched as she came to fuss about his injured body. His larger hands came over the tops of her smaller ones, nearly engulfing them to halt her actions, lowering the bottom of his thin tunic. This caused his gaze to meet hers then with hesitancy behind them. A man who always seemed to know what to say at any given situation was having trouble making any sense of his feelings. "I..."<br/> <br/> A door burst open. A jolt went through him, releasing Nerissa's hands as he swung around to see how had entered. <br/> <br/> The king.<br/> <br/> Kyan entered the room as he always entered a room; As if he owned it. No longer wearing the flowing clothes that he had on the previous night, he now donned a long sleeved shirt with a plunging neckline the color of deepest blue and silver threading which could be mistaken for black. A pair of fitted black trousers and boots would also seem unusual for the king, but this was no ordinary day. Across his belt was a sheathed sword and dagger, but in his hand was the true treasure. Excalibur. <br/> <br/> He watched as the pair parted from one another when he entered. His calculating gaze moving back and forth between them, but it was the human he kept his attention on. Kyan's head titled as he took in the one Clarice found to be so important. He could not see as to why, though of course, he was of the old queen's bloodline, that was for certain. The sword would not act if he were not. Kyan remembered clearly when his ancestors were exiled and lost to history because of the madness the sword brought on in many forms. It amused him to see how far their arrogance had led them. How very far they'd fallen.<br/> <br/> The fae's tongue wet his lips as his attention then went to Nerissa. A smirk slowly pulled at the corners of his mouth that seemed to hold some nefarious secret. A slender finger lifted as he beckoned her towards him. "Come." He wasn't in a waiting mood, however. A gust of wind whipped around her and lifted the fae from the floor, moving her closer and dropping her at his feet. Kyan's hand roughly gripped Nerissa's chin and brought her to stand.<br/> <br/> Yet, just as quickly, his fingers softened. Knuckles grazing along her flushed cheek, his smirk only widened before his touch moved down along her fragile neck and lower still where he could see her rapid pulse beating beneath her skin. He slowly explored further down her chest which was the moment the human decidedly took a single step forward. Kyan's other hand extended, despite holding Excalibur, and vines broke through the bark covered floor to wrap tightly around Devon's ankles to keep him rooted. The guards at the walls rushed in to seize each of the man's arms and keep him further still. The king inclined his head to look around Nerissa and quietly revel in the flashing anger that filled Devon. His whole body had tensed and he could see the murder in his eyes. It excited the king more.<br/> <br/> Kyan's hand continued in its journey, falling between the valley of her chest and finally resting on what he longed for. His fingers wrapped around the seed and ripped it from the the cord around her neck. A pleased hum vibrated within his chest as he marveled at the thing. Much like the Mapleshade amplified his power, this too was a tool for Nerissa. If it wasn't directly from the tree itself, it was the varying stones and gems of Thistle linked with traces of the Mapleshade. Having the seed would only make him stronger.<br/> <br/> The fae king lifted the seed in one hand and Excalibur in the other. Two powerful objects now within his possession. He could see the uncertainty passing between his prisoners, worry for what he would do next. Kyan enjoyed it for a few breathless moments as he circled them. "We are going to the Redwood. It's been decided," he started, his voice low and yet still commanding. "The <em>princess</em> here will do what she was meant to do those years ago and give herself to the wood if it means saving <strong>our</strong> kin." His sapphire eyes were stormy and darted towards Devon as if to challenge him on his words, but the human remained tight lipped despite the rage that still burned in his being. <br/> <br/> Kyan stopped his orbiting around them. His chin tilted upwards, conveying the power of his title. "Perhaps we will find another way," he started, a glance from Devon shooting over to Nerissa that held some glimmer of far reaching hope before he looked back to the king. "Or perhaps she will die as she was meant to all along." The king then turned his attention to Nerissa with that, a single brow raising to see if she would rebel. <br/> <br/> His arm outstretched then and he offered the seed back to the runaway fae before stalking over to the man. Kyan stood within inches of the human's face that was rigid with loathing. His now free hand flicked to the guards as indication to let Devon go which in turn also released the vines which had held him from whatever foolish attempt he was going to make before in defending Nerissa's honor. The cocky grin the king seemed to forever have lazily sat upon his lips while the two stared at once another for a silent moment. Kyan lifted the sword and presented it to the Rogue. Devon hesitated as he looked to the blade and then back to the king, but eventually he reached out and took the hilt. "Good boy." <br/> <br/> <a href="https://64.media.tumblr.com/1b670f789695b72c4ceca511d3475850/tumblr_inline_npdp7nVDbI1szaa83_250.gif" target="_blank" rel="noopener"><img src="https://64.media.tumblr.com/1b670f789695b72c4ceca511d3475850/tumblr_inline_npdp7nVDbI1szaa83_250.gif?profile=RESIZE_710x" class="align-right"/></a>Kyan then put his back to them both as he took a few steps to the door. "We'll need you both at your best so I'm <em>letting</em> you keep your treasures." He could feel Devon's mind working, his stare boring through the back of his head with the contemplation of raising Excalibur then and there in some fool's effort in taking his life. Kyan so enjoyed these games because he knew Devon would do no such thing if he were smart and wanted him and Nerissa to keep breathing. The king turned and smiled in mock sweetness, his arm sweeping towards the door for them to head down to the center of the tree where the portal would open for royalty only, the fae gate leading them to the Redwood. "Shall we?"</div>
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</center> ✧ Promises ✧As his strong a…tag:timeless.ning.com,2023-05-20:5164310:Comment:1034182023-05-20T17:20:59.344ZNerissa Ironspringhttps://timeless.ning.com/profile/NerissaIronspring
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Feeling his hand cupping her face, the press of his lips to hers causing the hair to raise on her flesh causing goosebumps. This was all she had longed for since getting to know the man she saved. She longed to be in Devon's arms and feel the gentle firmness of his lips. The spark that lighted in her heart as she finally took her chance to show him how he felt.<br/><br/> After the heated kiss lasted longer then she knew a kiss could last for. They pulled away, and her eyes studied his face to see if he felt the same way she had. Taking in his blue hues, as if she could get lost in the ocean they held. His words caused a stirring in her soul as she felt the gentle twitch of a smile come to her lips. “I’m reason enough?” She questioned the statement, it was in that moment she felt she understood what he would do for her, what she would do for him. Because they were each other's reason.<br/><br/> <a href="https://i.pinimg.com/originals/cb/b2/a4/cbb2a44d82fec666ed6cd7840481ffc4.gif" target="_blank" rel="noopener"><img src="https://i.pinimg.com/originals/cb/b2/a4/cbb2a44d82fec666ed6cd7840481ffc4.gif?profile=RESIZE_710x" width="250" class="align-right"/></a>As he leaned in kissing her once again she felt the sparks floating around them, as the magic sparked around them in a circle as if they were surrounded by fairy lights. She took a step back and pulled him with her slowly hoping not to cause him too much pain to find their way to the bed. She wished to spend the night in his arms, hoping that he was right. They would bring back her people, save her head and maybe she could start a life with him where they could be more than friends. Laying in the bed with him, spending the night sharing small kisses and holding each other until the exhaustion took over them both.<br/><br/> -<br/><br/> When morning came Clarice would stand from his bed staring out at the warm sun beating through the window, naked she stood there in the rays of the sun hearing him stir. “I can’t see what is going to happen.” She said as he was the reason he had the full gift of Foretelling, but this was a future that had too many variables. “Try not to make the human too much of a pincushion, We need him.” She said moving back over to the bed after letting him get an eye full. She trailed a finger under his chin, letting her fingers dance down his neck. “How our visits leave me satisfied to return to my plotting. If you need me, scream for me Blue.” She spoke the nickname she settled on for him, besides some not so endear ones.<br/><br/> “I do wish I could stay longer but I have other things that require my attention, and I trust you will be busy with the Redwoods mess.” Wrapping her hand around his throat in a teasing manner she leaned down kissing his lips before disappearing from his room leaving only her dress as a trace of her presence there.<br/><br/> -<br/><br/> Nerissa woke up to the sun dancing along her face and she shifted only to realize she was tangled up with Devon, a blush crossed her face as she thought about how the night before as they shared several kisses. She laid there her eyes watching the gentle calmness that he seemed to hold as he slept. She was mentally painting him in her mind to remember every inch of his face. She smiled as he stirred awake. “Hey.” she said softly and reached to touch his cheek when the door was kicked open and the centaur guards appeared with a demand for them to get up. Nerissa was quick to get up and move around to help Devon up to his feet not wanting to accrue the wrath of the half horse.<br/><br/> <a href="https://64.media.tumblr.com/ea896e65b4fa3060324226440fd3e6e2/tumblr_nyzfj0YlsB1tky6ogo5_400.gifv" target="_blank" rel="noopener"><img src="https://64.media.tumblr.com/ea896e65b4fa3060324226440fd3e6e2/tumblr_nyzfj0YlsB1tky6ogo5_400.gifv?profile=RESIZE_710x" width="250" class="align-left"/></a>They were being ushered out of the room, down the fancy halls of Kyan home. She could tell it was inside of a large tree, she could feel the energy of the tree around them. She glanced at the guards to gauge their reactions yet their faces showed no emotions. She looked at Devon slipping her hand into his, squeezing it softly as she felt nervous. She would be returning home that day and the thought of it made her nauseous. <br/><br/> As they entered the room, told to wait there she was slightly confused on why Kyan wasn’t already there. She watched the guards close the door behind them and her eyes moved around the room. “The gateway isn’t in this room so this must be more of a holding cell.” she said as she turned in a circle letting his hand go as she did so not to jerk him around. “How are you feeling?” she asked returning back to him to pull up his shirt to look at his wound.</div>
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w/ nerissa Ironsprin…tag:timeless.ning.com,2023-04-25:5164310:Comment:1031272023-04-25T15:55:52.671ZDevon Sawyer - Councilhttps://timeless.ning.com/profile/Devon
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<div style="background-color: rgba(0,0,0,0.5); width: 620px; height: auto; overflow: hidden;"><div style="width: 600px; height: 400px; padding: 20px; line-height: 1.5; overflow: auto; font-family: times; font-size: 16px; color: #fff; text-align: justify;">Devon watched as their only other ally was sent from the room, the doors closing with the sound of finality from a lock latching into place. He turned to face Nerissa at the same moment she looked to him. The deflated emotion she was feeling was clearly noticeable even before she opened her mouth to confirm it. The obvious words of encouragement were there at the tip of his tongue as one normally did when wanting to encourage another, but the sentiment dissolved into nothing instead because he knew she was probably right.<br/> <br/>
His lips parted even though he wasn't sure what he wanted to say. He glanced down to where his arm had still remained loosely around the middle of her back, not realizing when he'd even done so in an effort to keep her near. Tired eyes lifting again to meet hers, whatever words were stuck in the middle of his chest and lingering near his heart made their way closer to finally being said aloud. Perhaps it was the rather dire life or death situation they were now in. Devon wasn't even sure what they might be himself, but that moment was suddenly gone when she stood on her toes and leaned up to kiss him.<br/>
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It stunned him at first. The feelings he'd almost gotten to say were lost and if he had to recall a single word, he couldn't. Instead, his mind cleared after that initial moment of shock and he was kissing Nerissa back. The arm that had already been around her small frame slammed her closer against him, his free hand cupping her face as he pressed eagerly against her lips. <br/>
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Devon ignored the pain that was still searing through his body. He could've had a sword through his middle at this point and it would've been equal to an annoying fly for how lost he was to this moment. The only thing in the world was them. They were no longer prisoners in a strange land or pawns to a vengeful king. It was just he and Nerissa, far away from anything else that dared to tear them apart.<br/>
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Finally parting from her lips, he brought his other hand to Nerissa's face as well to hold her amber gaze. "Slim or not," he began lowly. "I'll do anything to keep you safe. Fight to the end as is the Rogue way and you're more than reason enough for that." He grinned for a moment then. "Your lack of faith still hurts, you know." Tilting down, he brushed his lips to hers with a shameless smile before kissing her again.</div>
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w/ Nerissa Ironsprin…tag:timeless.ning.com,2023-03-19:5164310:Comment:1024062023-03-19T20:14:35.028ZDevon Sawyer - Councilhttps://timeless.ning.com/profile/Devon
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One of the king's hand slid across her skin and brushed along her collarbone, gently moving his thumb along its defined structure. He hummed at her question as his infamously nefarious smile sat comfortably on his lips while purposefully staring at the curve of her breasts for a few moments before dragging his longing gaze away to meet her eyes. "Never. I've got more then enough of those falling into my bed," he began, his lips brushing over Clarice's as he continued. "But I have always enjoyed seeing you crumble beneath me more than anyone else. Or on top." Desire flooded through him like a crashing wave as his hand gently wrapped around her delicate neck while memories of their entangled times together drew him to thinking only carnal thoughts. The events that had gone on only moments before were far away as his free hand reached beneath the fabrics of her dress to slide between her thighs. Nothing else in the world mattered then. The only focus he had was to make her tremble beneath his touch until the sun rose again.<br/>
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Relief passed through him as it was only Raffaele coming through the door. Devon had decided that the animosity he held for the sanguine wasn't as important anymore given he did save his life in the end. Eventually, the king would've caught up to Nerissa and he wasn't going to blame the person who seemed to be helping them now when they needed all the allies they could get. However, the way Nerissa had moved closer to him just before was making him wish the interruption could've been delayed for a few more moments. <br/>
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Devon couldn't imagine what the king would want with him still as Raffaele tried to ease their worry. Perhaps as a bargaining chip should Nerissa not comply with whatever was demanded of her. Worse even, the king knew what that sword could do and <em>not</em> do without the hands of his bloodline wielding it. Only time would tell now, so instead he let his thoughts focus on what was in the present that he might be able to control. <br/>
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He listened as Nerissa played to the bounty hunter's purpose. His gaze moved to Raffaele's at her offer, but Devon already knew it was likely useless. Given that he was helping them now, the Rogue understood that there was some sense of honor Raffaele had despite his work. Much like himself. Raffaele met his look and he knew instantly that was the truth by the unspoken words between them. <br/>
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<a href="https://storage.ning.com/topology/rest/1.0/file/get/10999999680?profile=original" target="_blank" rel="noopener"><img src="https://storage.ning.com/topology/rest/1.0/file/get/10999999680?profile=RESIZE_710x" width="300" class="align-left"/></a>"No," they both echoed at Nerissa offering money for the sanguine's help. Devon spoke first after she attempted to put his safe return above everything else. "I'm coming with you. Till the end." His hand tightened around her smaller one. "I'm not leaving you. Especially not with the king. I would never forgive myself even if he took me by force. You can't send me away. " <br/>
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Raffaele looked away then and sighed before speaking. "I can't accept your coin and I'm sure the king does not want me coming with you," he started, looking up to Nerissa. "He knows I'm partial to your living now and he wouldn't want the complication. Thus, my abilities can only go so far." He gave a saddened smile then. "I can't cross oceans, signorina. It is best he stays with you," Raffaele confirmed, motioning towards Devon with a tilt of his head. "You two are clearly stronger together and whatever purpose he has with you will require one another's strength.<br/>
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The doors banged open suddenly and the centaur from before had also brought Gwainar with him this time who didn't seem very pleased to see Raffaele talking with Thistle's newest prisoners. "You will leave the kingdom now, demon."<br/>
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Raffaele scoffed at the remark and turned away towards the pair again, but addressing the fae first. "Be strong. Forgive yourself." He bowed to Nerissa in farewell, hoping he would see her again some day when she was free in every sense of the meaning. "Princess." His gaze then moved to Devon as he gave him a short nod that quietly meant to keep Nerissa safe which the Rogue returned in understanding before he made his way from the room with centaurs at his back once the doors closed again.</div>
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The worry that there may be something more dangerous about Kyan getting his hands on Devon caused guilt to radiate through her chest. “I’m sorry, all I seem to do is bring you more and more trouble.” The fae hung her head in shame. She knew she did the right thing when she kissed him and brought him back to life, but maybe she shouldn’t have leaned on him as much as she did. She was trouble for anyone that got close to her, she knew better than to allow people to stick around yet she got selfish with him. She couldn’t place space between them.<br/><br/> She was overcome with emotions, there was no need in fighting the emotions anymore. She knew the likelihood of her getting out with her life was nonexistent. When he was there wrapping his arms around her it felt like a bubble wrapping around her. Warmth spread through her chest as she pulled her hazel gaze once again to meet his. She could see he was barely standing up under his own power yet, being locked together it was easy for the pair to lean in and keep the other on their feet. She breathed him in, thankful she was able to get a few more last moments like this with him.<br/><br/> <a href="https://64.media.tumblr.com/3766b7c271fc743ac2b6a6d2903e056b/tumblr_inline_oj6fhdoNaO1skcljl_250.gif" target="_blank" rel="noopener"><img src="https://64.media.tumblr.com/3766b7c271fc743ac2b6a6d2903e056b/tumblr_inline_oj6fhdoNaO1skcljl_250.gif?profile=RESIZE_710x" class="align-right"/></a>She felt the tension easing laugh leave her lips at his words, “Thank you. I know that it will take much restraint for you to keep your hands to yourself against my greatest enemy.” She teased back slightly but the truth was laced in her words. Her eyes fluttered at the gentle touch he offered moving her hair that stuck to her face. She followed his lead as he lifted her head back looking at the bruising beginning to take place. “Devon,” the fae said his name softly as her hand reached up to trail her fingers along his cheekbone. “Know that when you are by my side is the only time I never felt afraid. You make me a better, Nerissa.” She offered him an easy smile. “Like you said, we will figure this out, then I can spend the rest of my time being a rogue with you, annoying you.” Her fingers drifted down from his cheek along his neck.<br/><br/> __________<br/><br/> Clarice could see the dots connecting why he was keeping her alive, why he needed her besides reviving the potential redwood Faes. “The truth of the reality is she is the last hope of getting into the Redwood Fae realm, not nothing else you can get what was left behind without it falling into the wrong hands.” Clarice said as she watched him gulp down some of the wine. Her eyes trailing down his neck to his strong shoulders. “Though I am sure restoration is the top of the list, after all the world needs the Faes, things have been out of balance on the redwoods end of the world.” She had noticed a darkness in her visions when it came to there.<br/><br/> Clarice felt the chuckle leave her lips as her fingers moved to trail along the king's nose slowly, daring to boop the end of it. “At least you are honest in that aspect, I don’t expect him to make it out without some scars, but alive.” She gave a gentle nod of her head, “A bloodline so strong that it will span time itself.” She said simply, thinking of Isolde and Tristan then, knowing that Tristan would be looking for Devon soon if he didn’t make his way back home. “I guess the connection has been sharing the same visions to us both then?” She wondered how deep the connection would get. <br/><br/> <a href="https://64.media.tumblr.com/f00aea434aa9de6021cab25f34c6b1e4/8dba78606fd9d1af-7d/s540x810/cb1a2e750e87b40b5c54c15e585b9383b1e6af97.gif" target="_blank" rel="noopener"><img src="https://64.media.tumblr.com/f00aea434aa9de6021cab25f34c6b1e4/8dba78606fd9d1af-7d/s540x810/cb1a2e750e87b40b5c54c15e585b9383b1e6af97.gif?profile=RESIZE_710x" width="200" class="align-left"/></a>She sat the pitcher lost in that thought for a moment before feeling him roughly pull her against him. Every thought she had before that moment drifted away as she gave him a smirk. “Well my manners were never very good, you should know that better than anyone, Kyan.” she purred out as she moved her free hand to tangle into his hair. “Do you wish me to be different? A gentle, mild mannered woman who did everything you said?” She gave a gentle tug of her fingers in his hair. <br/><br/> __________<br/><br/> <a href="https://64.media.tumblr.com/07c4b33b6e031d6d674c4a35881e55f1/tumblr_inline_oj6fhkGAiW1skcljl_250.gif" target="_blank" rel="noopener"><img src="https://64.media.tumblr.com/07c4b33b6e031d6d674c4a35881e55f1/tumblr_inline_oj6fhkGAiW1skcljl_250.gif?profile=RESIZE_710x" class="align-right"/></a>“Devon, Can I ask for one thing before we go on this adventure? In case?” She felt her heart beating fast as she stared up at him. Her cheeks flushing as she got on her tippy toes to close the space between them. Her lips inching closer only ever kissing him when he needed her breath life, this would be different. “Will you…” Nerissa jumped against Devon when the door swung open, Devon naturally putting himself between her and danger. She leaned around Devon to see who it was then.<br/><br/> “Raffaele, you are still here?” She asked, forcing herself to pull out of Devon’s arms. “I thought the king would have thrown you out of the kingdom once you got your money.” She said as she gave a gentle sigh from her lips. “It seems you were right, the king wants to restore the Redwood Fae, so I keep my head for now. Though.” She looked back to Devon. “Raffaele…” she said looking back at the Sanguine. “Will you go with us? I have a small amount of money I could give you back in my home. I could tell you where it is if you need payment first.”<br/><br/> She felt she needed someone to get Devon out of there if the king went mad and Raffaele was so very fast compared to the Fae with his shadows. “You may be of some use in helping us figure out how to restore the Fae.” She lied through her teeth and was sure Devon and Raffaele could both see she was lying. “And as a fail safe, You could get Devon to safety.” she finally spoke the truth. Looking towards Devon, her hand moved to take his. “It's better to have someone on our side right?” She tried to convince him. “The king wanting you as well just means I put you more in danger.” using his own words against him. “I can’t forgive myself if anything happened to you.”</div>
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"I told you we woul…tag:timeless.ning.com,2023-01-18:5164310:Comment:1013802023-01-18T00:18:51.991ZDevon Sawyer - Councilhttps://timeless.ning.com/profile/Devon
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<br/> Devon's stomach sank even further hearing that the king apparently recognized the sword. The whole reason he was supposed to have the weapon was to keep it safe and now it was in the hands of one of the most dangerous people imaginable. He cursed, closing his eyes for a moment in defeat, but not letting it be the sole focus of his attention just then, as much as the sword was still calling out to him. Devon hated the responsibility of it anyway. He never wanted to be its caretaker and still didn't now. In ways, he was somewhat glad to be rid of it, but he knew the weight of that failure would fall back on his shoulders soon.<br/> <br/> <a href="https://imgpile.com/images/U9cYdW.gif" target="_blank" rel="noopener"><img src="https://imgpile.com/images/U9cYdW.gif?profile=RESIZE_710x" width="300" class="align-left"/></a>His stormy blue eyes followed Nerissa across the room as she went towards the platter that hadn't been touched, listening to the guilt she carried becoming too much as her emotions spilled over in tears. His hand gripped the sturdy dark wood of the bed and forced himself to a wobbling stand. Taking a couple of swaying steps, he walked over to where she stood, reaching out. "Is that so." His arms wrapped around her small frame and pulled her to his chest. Right then he didn't say anything else. He just wanted to have her against him, safe within his hold. <br/> <br/> "It really hurts how much you doubt me, princess," he breathed out teasingly into her hair after a few quiet moments, attempting to ease her worry while still keeping her against him. "I won't go after him, I promise. Well, I'll try to be on my best behavior." He pulled away slightly, but kept her in the embrace, moving some of the strands of hair that clung to her tear stained cheeks. The bruising that was beginning to show on her lip made his stirring anger unsettled as he softly tilted her chin up to inspect the strike. "This is not your fault. I chose to come here. I even suggested it in hopes you could finally live freely when this was all over. I just didn't want you afraid anymore." His eyes then moved to hers with soft and pained words. "I told you we would do this together. If something happened to you, I wouldn't forgive myself."<br/> <br/> __________<br/> <br/> The king's arms came up in agreed exasperation. Everyone assumed he was too harsh and sometimes cruel when really he was the only one who had the nerve to do what needed to be done. If he had been as naive as some of these other fae rulers, Thistlemoon would've perished centuries ago. His kin completely eradicated from this Earth. There was a reason his was the only kingdom left standing when the wars finally died along with the humans who dared to test his hand.<br/> <br/> "Nerissa may be able to get the fae gate opened again to her kingdom. If that's the case, we can transport there immediately. Only royal blood can open them and since she is the only one <em>left</em>, only she can get the magic of it working to reach her kingdom." Kyan sighed and rolled his eyes in annoyance, bringing the pitcher to his lips to drink the wine. "And I'll drag her there by the hair if I have to to see that the Redwood is restored if at all possible. Who knows if the little wretch's story is even true." <br/> <br/> <a href="https://storage.ning.com/topology/rest/1.0/file/get/10944214257?profile=original" target="_blank" rel="noopener"><img src="https://storage.ning.com/topology/rest/1.0/file/get/10944214257?profile=RESIZE_710x" width="250" class="align-right"/></a>His skin lit up as Clarice's fingers grazed down his arm. Her whispered words sinking into him and distracting from the anger that seemed to come in bouts. "I won't hurt your little human." Kyan thought on this as soon as the words came out, realizing that was simply not going to be true. "I won't <em>kill</em> him," he corrected. "Obviously you care for your precious bloodline to remain in tact and the sword still needs to be guarded by him or his kin. I've seen my own versions of the future where that sword fell into the wrong hands and I have no desire for those prophesies to come true. He doesn't need to know I know that though." <br/> <br/> Once she stole the pitcher from him and finished drinking from it, Kyan roughly gripped the mystic's upper arms and pulled her against him with a dangerous smirk. The vine-wrapped sword then clattered to the floor as his desires and attention fell solely on Clarice. "Everyone around here simply has no manners." <br/> <br/> __________<br/> <br/> <a href="https://ic.pics.livejournal.com/tigercheetah/12048477/329131/329131_600.gif" target="_blank" rel="noopener"><img src="https://ic.pics.livejournal.com/tigercheetah/12048477/329131/329131_600.gif?profile=RESIZE_710x" width="250" class="align-left"/></a>"Let me pass. How exactly do you think I am going to help them escape? A few moments is all I'm asking." Raffaele's gaze looked up towards the towering centaur who glared back. After quite a few minutes attempting to gain entry, the fae finally moved aside to let him in.<br/> <br/> Raffaele swung the door open and realized he was interrupting something private between the two as Devon turned away from Nerissa in some attempts to shield her from whatever was coming through, but he had seen enough to know the body language beforehand. It was something more akin to lovers. Not that it was any of his business, but the devotion he'd noted previously was beginning to make more sense.<br/> <br/> "It's just me. I came to see if you were awake yet," he said, addressing Devon then, but glancing to Nerissa to see how she was fairing. They both appeared ragged and worn with some cuts and bruising. It could've been far worse. Raffaele straightened up as he came further into the room, looking around. It certainly was no cell. It was a room for guests, if anything. "The king obviously has no plans to carry out your sentence," he said to Nerissa first before looking to the human. "And he stayed your death as well. I'd say he needs you both now for whatever it is he's planning, so try to remember that and do well not to upset him."</div>
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</center> ✧ Promises ✧Nerissa felt a…tag:timeless.ning.com,2023-01-10:5164310:Comment:1012412023-01-10T01:31:12.611ZNerissa Ironspringhttps://timeless.ning.com/profile/NerissaIronspring
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Moving her body off of him as he spoke towards her realizing that maybe bouncing on his stomach could be making him feel sicker. “I’m sorry I just needed you to wake up, I had to be sure you were alive.” She said as her eyes stayed focused on Devon, watching him closely. She was worried if she took her eyes off of him he would pass out and she wouldn’t be able to save him. <br/><br/> She only let her eyes break from his face when he crawled behind her to cut the vines that bound her. She moved her hands in front of her rubbing her sore wrist, she was exhausted after the night she had, what went from a nice venture to culinary goodness turning into her impending doom. Doom she had dragged Devon into, something she felt extremely bad about. She felt tears well in her eyes as his thumb brushed over her bruised flesh. <br/><br/> <img src="https://64.media.tumblr.com/37f2ee12a876f1c63aa56753d803ddb1/tumblr_o0pc7mInGb1rg73dbo6_250.gif" class="align-right"/>“No I’m not alright at all,” Her face was swollen, her flesh along her neck and mouth would take on the blue, purple and black colorations as the bruises formed overnight. She could feel his anger but hoped he realized how unmatched they were against Kyan. Her hands moved to take hold of his as he realized the sword was gone. “He seemed to recognize the sword you carried.” She said softly, not wanting to let his large hand go as she held it. Her eyes moved along his face before she finally let her gaze move around the room. <br/><br/> There was a tray of food there, something that Kyan had placed in there before their arrival. She moved over to see if there was water so she could wash the blood from her lips. “You know you can’t take him right? Not even I could take Kyan on alone.The only reason I survived my last moments in his home was because he underestimated me and I had the seed.” She picked up the water and put some in her mouth, swirling in her mouth before spitting the blood from her mouth into a nearby plant. “Please…” she swallowed softly before looking at him once again. “Do not fight him, I want you to survive this, it's my fault you are even here.” She let the tears flow down her cheeks. She wasn’t sure how long they would have to talk before someone may come to check on the prisoners. <br/><br/> <br/><br/> The nickname she once hated hitting her ears made the now powerful sorceri smile. She would always have that connection to him, being his little raven. She watched him take her in, with a hungry gaze. She could feel the lust bat off him in waves, not unwelcoming to her now. Before she could recall she rather destroyed him. Her lips turned into a smile as she eyed him over. His moment of lust helped ease the anger and frustration he had been in moments ago. As she relaxed in a place that had become one of her favorite places to visit her mind focused on business.<br/><br/> Clarice's green hues turned to the orange that indicated she was using magic as she allowed her sense to move through the Fae Kingdom to feel out Devon before just giving a gentle smile. “He will survive, though he isn’t in the best mood currently.” She chuckled briefly before her gaze returned to the green and focused back on him. “You are correct it is no secret that you fiercely love your kind, I have met your lovers.” She teased him trying her best to help the stewing Fae relax in that moment with her. “It should be clear to them all you love your kind, you chose to see if you could revive the Redwood fae instead of murdering the girl. I get the frustration and anger, everyone else just sees a bloodlust filled king. They don’t see your restraint. I applaud you for that.”<br/><br/> The smile on her face made it clear she knew that sword was with who she planned it to be with. “Of course it does, the moment I found it, Devon found it shortly after. I had to have it in his hands. I figured the sword would be sign enough for you not to kill him if you ever came across him. After all, we have a debt to repay.” Her mission to find the sword, to create a bloodline worthy of the sword had been mixed together. Starting with Poor Tristan and Isolde to create the blood line that led to Devon. These plans had been so long in the making, so many moving parts to finally get here with the end in sight.<br/><br/> <a href="https://64.media.tumblr.com/5fc4ce688dca86b84586e9ff3585190f/tumblr_inline_phjjk67BOT1s1y5hl_500.gif" target="_blank" rel="noopener"><img src="https://64.media.tumblr.com/5fc4ce688dca86b84586e9ff3585190f/tumblr_inline_phjjk67BOT1s1y5hl_500.gif?profile=RESIZE_710x" width="250" class="align-left"/></a>“What are the next steps for you and them?” She asked knowing that when it came to the Fae her visions were fuzzy; they were a weak spot for her. She finished her wine before standing to move closer to him. “Think you can keep my human alive with that rage of yours?” she whispered in his ear as her hands moved over his arm slowly. “He will be useful to us as long as we can keep him on our side.” She said knowing that this is where Devon's future got fuzzy for her. “Our debt will be repaid.” She assured him her hand trailed down to the pitcher of wine, stealing it from his hand to take a long sip herself.</div>
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