Quiet Day (Private RP)

[Namari Lovelle]

(( Namari and Aerin ))

Namari Lovelle considered herself incredibly lucky. Despite her position, she had wonderful people working with her to take some work off of her. And because of that, she found herself with time in the afternoon. Feeling more secure on castle grounds- due to the impending threat of evil, and wishing not to worsen it- she decided to take a stroll through the gardens.

Dressed in threaded crown and a long dress, she walked through the gardens in the hope of not disturbing anyone. The arms of her dress were long, revealing the fingers of one arm, while the other sleeve drifted in the wind where her arm should have been. Scars littered her body, in which her dress covered. But some were still visible; some along her face, and others on her chest and neck.

People would bow politely to the Queen as she passed by, and ask if she needed anything. And she would always say no, and thank them anyways. Guards watched from the sidelines, trying not to disturb her peace but wishing to keep up with her safety.

She felt no need to be protected, as always; but she did not have any armor, or weapons. Even in the castle grounds she was not safe as so. Despite knowing this she walked out as if nothing could touch her, as if everything was at peace.

Namari just hoped that the grand master would fail.

She gave out a tiny sigh as she sat down at a marble bench, just by a small built-in pond. The Queen watched as the fish swam back and forth, and wondered how it might feel to be them. To only have to worry about the necessities. Sometimes Namari wondered why she became Queen; why she stayed Queen.

Her thoughts always got thrown away quickly; Namari wished nothing more than to help Avaleur be returned to its former glory. Even if that meant sacrificing her own freedom to do what she wanted.

There were no longer many people in the area; only herself, the two guards hidden away, and one or two gardeners and servants hustling about. Barely paying any attention to the Queen.

Suddenly she wondered what it was like to have a job like that. Her only jobs consisted of being a princess, an arena fighter, the hand to the King, and the Queen. She was quite the privileged woman.

She watched the workers move to and fro, leaning back slightly in her seat with her arm.

[Aerin Vaettir]

The move to the new city was harsh on Aerin, but he found it refreshing all the same. New people, new places, new everything. He’d soon open a new shop and everything would be in order. Sure his leg was hurting more than usual lately because of the transition, thus his already severe limp was that much worse, but his spirits were incredibly high. So much so that, today, as he was out purchasing supplies for the new house, he ended up buying more than he needed. He’d probably scold himself later but for now he’d simply enjoy himself.

Currently Aerin walked, relying heavily on his cane, while counting the remaining coins with his other hand. To his right walked what looked like a little girl, but one could tell she wasn’t normal. She had jet black hair, skin so pale it was nearly white, black eyes, and black feathers sprouting from her arms here and there. The two were an odd sight. Of course she wasn’t a little girl at all, but a raven named Lenore, Aerin’s pet. Lenore was special and could shift into a human form, that was all. And today Lenore was supposed to be guiding Aerin home.

The two passed the castle grounds, and Lenore halted immediately, spotting within the gates something interesting. Another elf. A female. Lacking an arm. Two seconds later Aerin collided with Lenore, nearly causing the coins he held to spill from his fingers.

“Ah! Lenore! You mustn’t stop so suddenly! You know I can’t tell when you do.” Aerin said, righting himself before he completely tipped over. He took a moment to straighten his attire before feeling the coins in his hands. “Now, where was I? I lost count…” He said softly, clouded gray eyes staring straight ahead into nothing. That was all Aerin ever saw…nothing. Lenore ignored her master, staring at the pretty elf by the pond a moment longer before she turned, leading the way again, this time altering their course ever so slightly towards the gates rather than home. Aerin, oblivious to the world, continued his methodical counting. In this manner the two passed the gates without notice. Lenore, once she stepped into the gardens, released Aerin and shifted, body shrinking, feathers sprouting along her pale skin, until she was in her natural form of a raven again.

Aerin, having finished counting the coins, pocketed them and paused, listening. Wait…this didn’t sound like town. In fact…where was he?

“Lenore?” He called, and heard only the ruffle of feather as the raven flew off. Aerin frowned, tapping his fingers against his cane a moment before following carefully. Was this grass under his feet? Yes. When did they come to grass? Honestly, was he so wrapped up in counting he wasn’t paying attention to where he was going at all? This was his payment for relying on a raven to guide his way completely. “Lenore?” He called again, but received no answer, no flutter of wings nor cawing. Instead Lenore flew over to the bench where the queen sat, cocked her head at the elf, then flew off into a nearby tree.

[Namari Lovelle]

Namari, hearing the feint shake of a branch, looked up to see a raven in the garden, just as she was about to fly off again. Namari watched with a slight smile as the raven went to a different tree. Namari did not know much about birds; but she knew that that one was quite a pretty one. She tried to recall a time in which she saw a raven, but could not think of anything.

Her thoughts shifted suddenly as she recalled a man calling out just seconds before.

The Queen turned her head to observe the man. An elf, like her, and using a cane to walk it seemed. Perhaps a limp, she assumed; though she couldn't think of why such a young looking man would have a limp. The Queen remembered her own arm, and smiled. She couldn't think of a reason why someone as young as herself would be missing a limb, either.

Seeing as how the man was calling out for someone, Namari looked around. There was barely anyone else in the garden; those that were paid no attention to the man. So none of them were Lenore, Namari concluded. But wishing to be of service, the queen stood up and took a few steps further.

"Excuse me," she called out, stopping in her stride with a smile on her face. It seemed like his eyes were of a gray colour. Was he blind? Perhaps.
"Are you looking for someone? I might be of some help."

[Aerin Vaettir]

Aerin sighed to himself as the breeze fluttered the trees nearby. The sound would normally put him at ease, but he found it a trifle unsettling. Where was he? Well, he couldn’t too far from town. Lenore didn’t walk that far, the mischievous little devil. Was he in some sort of patch of woods? Someone’s garden? Who owned a garden big enough to have trees though? Did he perhaps wander onto a large estate? That seemed likely. Perhaps a noble lived nearby town and Lenore, having been curious, led him right onto their property. Sure ravens were curious by nature and huge trouble makers, but why on earth would she bother to get him lost here?

He turned his gaze up, feeling the sun on his face. Well…it was better than leading him in front of carriages and foot traffic. At least he was in a peaceful place. Lenore was kind enough for that he supposed. Before he had the chance to call out again, a voice drifted over to him. He paused, shifting his grip on his cane. The voice seemed almost like a melody. Musical, sweet. Though it had a hint to it that said it was a voice that was in a higher position of power. Maybe he really did stumble onto a nobles property.

Surprisingly, instead of being shooed off the premises, he was offered assistance. Aerin was a tad surprised, but pleased none the less.

“Forgive me if I’m trespassing.” He said, facing the voice fully, though his blind gaze wasn’t focused on Namari completely. He seemed to look past her a bit. “I seem to have lost my pet. She’s my guide and she has guided me right onto your property. She likes to play pranks like this from time to time.” He explained, absently reaching down to rub his leg, which was throbbing in pain. He should have brought a root or something to chew on for the pain. He hadn’t realized it’d start hurting so much when he stopped walking like this.

[Namari Lovelle]

Namari smiled; he was blind, then. His gaze seemed to go past her, and to think he was trespassing? Although she had to know that even if he could see, he might have been new to the city. Unknown to such open customs as peasants walking on castle grounds.

"Oh it's no trouble, these grounds are open to most all people. Not everywhere of course, but the gardens are quite welcoming. So don't fret about trespassing."

As she spoke, the elven queen looked around carefully for an animal that could be a pet. A guide. She did not even think of the bird just moments ago; Namari was looking for a dog, or anything of that sorts.
Even with her having a dragon as a pet, Namari did not consider an unusual animal for this man's guide.

All she could see were smaller critters. Birds, squirrels. Nothing out of the ordinary. She turned back to the man, and with a weary smile she began to speak.

"I apologize, but I can not spot anything. What sort of animal is she? I'm sure she just spotted something interesting looking."

[Aerin Vaettir]

Aerin tilted his head. The grounds were open to everyone? Where was he exactly? He knew of no nobles who let just anyone walk onto their property, even the most charitable ones. This woman was interesting. He’d have to ask about this strange behavior once he found Lenore. At least he could relax and not worry about getting into any trouble with the knights about trespassing. That was always good. He shifted a bit, his arm brushing against a rose bush, and he paused as he felt the thorns gently graze his hand. He reached out, touching the petals of the flowers, soft and velvety. He wondered what color they were, red, pink, maybe even white? He did not feel sadness at not being able to ever see the beauty of the flower. He had adjusted to that a long time ago, and accepted it. He learned to appreciate everything in a new way, without sight, but by sound, touch, scent. These roses smelled pleasant. He liked roses. Their fragrance was subtle, not overwhelming to his sensitive nose. The only time the scent became strong to him was towards the end of their life, just before they began to wilt and shrivel.

His attention was once more drawn to the woman, though he continued to gently stroke the rose petals as he listened to her. He wouldn’t dare pick the flower. Doing so might be rude, considering it was still her property. Or he thought it was. Was she the owner or a servant? Either way he wouldn’t unless he had permission and he wouldn’t ask.

“Oh, I’m sure she did spot something. It must have been quite the something to actually get me lost though. Lenore is…hm well she’s special. She’s a raven, but she can shift into a human form. So you may have either seen a large raven or a strange little girl with feathers on her arms.” Aerin explained. He wasn’t sure which form Lenore would be in currently. When the raven wanted to be a trouble maker she liked to shift between the two often, depending on which form suited her needs best. After a moment Aerin’s curiosity got the better of him.

“May I ask where I am exactly? I’m afraid I haven’t the slightest clue where Lenore has led me.” He said, wanting to know the name of the household who’d let commoners just wander into the garden and wherever else.

[Namari Lovelle]

Namari smiled a bit more wide; so he did not know what grounds he stepped on. The poor man probably thought he had wandered onto a random person's property. Technically, he had. But these were open grounds for the most part. Surely, he was a bit nervous with the thought. Most did not like trespassers.

"Well, I did see a rather large Raven. Come to think of it, I've only seen one in the time I've been out. So I'm sure she hasn't gone off too far,"
The Queen was about to turn around, but decided that even if he was blind, she was still talking to him. It would be rude.

Especially of a Queen.

"And this is the Castle of Avaleur. The gardens, to be exact. There are a few places in the castle that are open to the public at certain times."

Namari turned her head and scanned the area, no ravens in sight. None yet.
"Does she usually run off like this? I wouldn't suspect that it would be easy for you to walk about when your guide moves along without you."

She let out a small chuckle; her eyes going up and down some of the trees. Birds would flap their wings, take off into the sky. But no raven's yet.

[Aerin Vaettir]

Aerin felt a little relieved to know someone saw Lenore. Hopefully the raven wouldn’t stray too far. At least he ran into this nice woman to help him for the time being. He briefly wondered if Lenore purposely led him to this woman so the raven could run off and explore somewhere. It was possible. Ravens were very intelligent. It was one of the main reasons he had one as a guide.

He didn’t have time to ponder about Lenore for long though, as the woman followed up her sighting of the raven by stating that the blonde elf had managed to wander onto the castle grounds, into the garden. He paused, eyes widened a bit in surprise. Lenore led him into the castle garden!? Why on earth did the raven do that? Aerin was stunned into total silence for a moment, hand still on the rose blossom. The woman before him asked a question, which drew him from his stunned silence.

“Ah…no, she doesn’t leave me often. She normally brings trouble to me. Good thing the royal family likes to keep an open door policy, or I might have found myself in the dungeons.” He said, shaking his head. It wouldn’t do to spend the night in a cell. His twin sister would have a fit and probably burn the castle trying to get him out. Elle was the twin of action. Aerin the twin of words.

He heard a flapping sound and a tree branch shake. Above them Lenore landed on a branch and settled herself, watching the two elves from high up. She gave a harsh call, the sound rough and dry. Aerin turned his face towards the raven, though he didn’t look at her directly.

“Lenore! There you are. Come back here at once.” He called. The raven tilted her head.

“Nevermore.” She spoke, the voice deep and rough, much like her caw. Aerin sighed. It was Lenore’s most commonly said word, and normally meant nothing. Except now. Now it meant no.

“Might I ask your name? You’ve been quite kind to me. “ He said, before deciding it would be best to introduce himself as well. “My name is Aerin Vaettir. I just moved here a few days ago with my sister.” He said. He could go on to mention his future potion shop but decided not to. The lady before him might not be interested in such things.

[Namari Lovelle]

Namari smiled a bit wider as she stared up at the bird. A rather pretty raven at that. But Namari's smile quickly turned to confusion. It just spoke. She was confused, but despite that continued to listen to the man.

A new citizen of Avaleur- two if she included his sister. Or perhaps Namari would have to say three, if she considered Lenore a citizen as well. All the less it made her happy to hear people moving into Avaleur. A growing population indeed- it made her happy.

"Namari Lovelle at your service. A pleasure to meet you, Aerin. I do hope Avaleur has been kind to you so far," she bowed down ever so slightly to be polite; it seemed that she kept forgetting he was blind.

She stood up once more, looking at the Raven before quickly speaking.

"And... are there any treats that she favors? I could get someone to fetch something. If you would so like," the Queen offered.

[Aerin Vaettir]

Aerin smiled as Namari introduced herself. It was a pretty name. Aerin gave a slight and polite bow himself, right after Namari’s bow, as if he had seen and was responding. He wondered if Namari was a servant here at the castle. The idea of meeting the queen herself didn’t cross his mind. She was the only one kind enough to approach and speak to him. He was aware of others in the garden. He could hear them move and go about their tasks. His idea of her possibly being a servant seemed to be cast in a bit of doubt when she mentioned sending someone to fetch a treat for Lenore.

“Oh, please do not go to such trouble. I’d hate to impose.” He said, rubbing at his leg as he spoke. No, he’d wait for Lenore to come down before taking anything from the castle, even if it was a small morsel of food. A good sit down was sounding good anyhow. His leg was throbbing.

“If I knew what she wanted…” He said softly, more to himself. The raven let out a harsh caw and fluttered her wings.

“Elf.” Lenore said. Aerin blinked and tilted his head.

“What?” He asked, confused for a moment. The raven shifted, walking back and forth on the limb she stood on until she opened her wings and fluttered down to the ground next to Namari.

“Elf.” She repeated.

Aerin stood by a moment or two before he realized what it was that the raven was saying.

“Ah! Miss Namari are you an elf? That seems to be what attracted my guide’s attention.” He said, the raven letting out a softer call before hopping off a few feet to peck at some insects.

[Namari Lovelle]

Namari raised both of her eyebrows as she stared at the raven- had she just been a girl? She ignored that, but watched carefully as she fluttered to the ground beside her.

Her attention turned to Aerin once more, and she smiled.
"Well, yes, I am. Does Lenore not see elves that often?"
Namari was curious as to why a bird might be interested in elves. But perhaps that was what attracted Lenore to Aerin in the first place.

She couldn't help but think that a raven as a guide was still an odd idea. The Queen was at least happy Lenore had come down without much of a fuss; she would not have minded fetching something. In reality, Namari would be happy to.

It was clear that Aerin was a bit of a gentleman.

[Aerin Vaettir]

Aerin smiled to himself. An elf in Avaleur. It was a big enough city to contain a colorful population, but he hadn’t met any other elves until now. It was nice to meet another, even if he couldn’t see her. Though Aerin wouldn’t have been surprised if there were more elves about. He wasn’t like Elle, going out to socialize with people. He was honestly quite the hermit. Luella just wouldn’t let him be one full time. Aerin opened his mouth to answer Namari’s question, but Lenore spoke again.

“Does Lenore not see elves that often?” She said, her voice perfectly imitating Namari’s voice. Aerin, aware that it was his raven’s voice from the sudden shift in direction of the voice, smiled a bit broader.

“She used to. I had her back home, in my village. There were plenty of elves. She probably was excited to see another that wasn’t me or my sister. She’s also a little troublemaker so she may have just wanted to see the castle grounds as well.” He said, wincing as his leg gave him a particularly harsh bolt of pain.

“I hope you don’t mind but I’ll have to sit down a moment. My leg is hurting me quite badly.” He said, a bit embarrassed. He hated drawing attention to his leg, but he just couldn’t stand anymore. Lenore, hearing her masters words, fluttered her wings and cawed, before she shifted her form, the small raven body suddenly growing, and she once more stood in her human form. Her black eyes regarded Namari again, before she hurried up to Aerin, taking his arm with hers, her arm having a few feathers sprouting from the skin. She turned and began to lead Aerin to the bench Namari had been sitting on earlier.

“So what do you do here at the castle Namari? Do you have any family here?” Aerin asked, turning his head a bit over his shoulder. He’d hate to have the woman think he was dismissing her due to his walking to a nearby place to sit. It had happened before. He’d mention he needed to sit, walk a bit to a suitable place, and the person he was conversing with for some reason took that as a cue to move on, and would leave.

[Namari Lovelle]

Namari followed, quickly catching up to the man and walking beside him. Seeing as how she thought her day would consist of mostly work talk, having a casual conversation was rather nice. She did not have to worry too much.

Besides- the man seemed not to know that she was the Queen. That was fun in itself.

She was startled, though, by the voice of the raven, imitating Namari's voice perfectly. She had never heard anything like it before. Quite the special guide to her, if she were to give her own opinion.

"I do a bit of everything, here and there," she chuckled, a sleek smile on her face. It was true after all. It was in her job description to do everything and anything- some less than others.
Occasionally she would water a plant that looked a bit weak, or dusted a shelf that seemed unkempt. But not very often. No, her job was often battle plans. Political matters. Dealing with money, the people, and more than often paperwork.

"As for family, no. I moved here from Fidelite about six or seven years ago, so that's where all of my family resides."

The woman wondered if the elf would know anything about Fidelite- her parents being the rulers there might ring a bell to anyone familiar with it, but perhaps she would be lucky, and keep up her game a little while longer.

[Aerin Vaettir]

“Fidelite? I heard of the place. Who hasn’t? Is it a big city?” Aerin asked as he sat down on the bench, sighing in relief as his weight left his bad leg. It throbbed and screamed at him, but with a little less venom now. It’d probably quiet down, only to return with horrid force tonight while he tried to sleep. Perhaps he’d take a sleeping agent or something. Only time would tell. Lenore turned, eying Namari for a moment, before she sat down in front of Aerin on the ground, poking at a rock that was brightly colored.

“It must be a lovely place you grew up in. I think anyplace big and heavily populated would be a trifle too intimidating for me. I always toyed with the idea of visiting other countries when I was a boy but…life had other plans.” He said, a soft, but sad, smile gracing his lips. Yes, he wanted to do many great things. They all ended up being swallowed by shadows when the carriage ran him down though. He felt no regret. It could be Elle sitting here instead of Aerin, and despite his sister wishing it were her instead of him being blind and lame, Aerin didn’t think Elle had the mental strength to bounce back from such a thing. She was too much of a social flower. She’d wilt and die had it been her. Aerin managed to adapt, perhaps not in the best way, but he found a way that worked.

[Namari Lovelle]

"Oh yes, wonderfully large," she had to chuckle. Perhaps to foreigners to her city, it really was a large place. And it was. But to Namari, it was normal size. One could only imagine how small Avaleur felt to her- at least, the city part.
She brought her dress over her arms and sat down next to the man, before smoothing out the delicate fabric.

As usual, it was more of a nuisance to her than the armor she felt was much more comfortable. Unfit for a Queen, but she continued to feel that way.

For a moment she stared at the man, as if he were thinking to himself. She dared not ask for a moment, feeling it too rude, but then got up the courage to.
"If it's not too troublesome, might I ask how this happened to you?"
Perhaps he was born blind, but it was a little more unlikely that his leg was born like that.

[Aerin Vaettir]

Aerin shifted on the bench, still rubbing his leg. He was silent a moment, thinking. He wasn’t sensitive about what happened to him, just stingy on telling the story over and over. Ordinarily he breezed over the details of his accident when telling others, but he’d tell Namari the whole thing. She was kind enough to assist him with Lenore after all.

“I was young, a boy, living on a farm. I’m a twin you see, my sister Luella being the more dominant of us. She was always running off towards town to have fun and I’d tag along to keep her from trouble. Well one day we ran off, and Elle was so busy enjoying the day she…neglected to see this very large carriage with two big black horses coming for her. I saw. I pushed her out of harm’s way and was trampled by the carriage.” He said softly, remembering that day. Those monster black horses had been the last thing he ever saw. He always wondered why the driver was pushing those horses into a gallop to begin with. He didn’t even know who ran him down. The carriage belonged to an outsider, no one local.

Aerin realized he zoned out for a second and quickly returned to the story.

“I had been in a coma for a short while. When I woke my leg was utterly ruined and my sight gone. My sister has cared for me ever since. I think she blames herself for the accident and cares for me because she believes she should have been the one run down.” Aerin shrugged. “But I would prefer to be the one this way. Had Elle suffered she wouldn’t have been able to handle these…difficulties. She’s much more social and loving than I.” He said softly.

[Namari Lovelle]

Namari listened carefully, soon feeling rather bad for the man. To loose his sight, and nearly his leg, in such a terrible way. It made her think of her own sister; she was sure she would do the same for her.

After all, Namari lost an arm for one of her best friends sisters. She could imagine what she would do for her own.

"I'm sure you don't need me to tell you this, but you really did the right thing. I'd do the same for my sister."
"As for caring for you just because it was you and not her... I don't think that is the case. Maybe partially, but also because she is your sister. That's what siblings do, of course. Help each other."

She smiled, and placed her hand on his shoulder lightly.

"I must admit, you're quite the brave man. You seem to try and live life as if nothing happened at all."

The Queen couldn't imagine being trampled by horses and a carriage. She could imagine battle wounds, torn limbs. But it was odd; she could not picture how that could feel. She tried not to feel bad for the man though. Many pitied him, probably, and she did not want to be one of those people.

When she lost her own limb, she did not want pity. Perhaps Aerin was the same.

[Aerin Vaettir]

Aerin sat by pleasantly enough as Namari told him what he already knew. He did the right thing. Of course, but it wasn’t just that. Elle was his sister. He’d do the wrong thing for her too. Not that he’d tell that to a servant of the royal family. Especially one that did “everything.” Aerin wondered if that made her higher ranking or lower ranking than the other servants.

He turned his head slightly towards Namari as she stated another thing he considered, but not very deeply. Elle cared for him because it was what siblings did, not just because he saved her. It was a nice thought, nice that it was probably true. But Aerin wasn’t sure if he’d ever know. Elle seemed more sensitive about the subject than he was. He felt a hand gently touch his shoulder. Namari called him brave. Aerin, unable to help himself, laughed softly at the idea.

“Oh no, I’m not brave. Nothing of the sort. I just can’t let my blindness and limp hold me back. I think when I was a boy it would have, but Elle was stubborn and she dragged me forward if I ever hesitated. She wouldn’t let my disabilities hold me back. Just at some point it was me carrying on instead of being dragged.” He said softly, feeling a bit rude in laughing at Namari like he did.

“Forgive me. I tend to be the more negative twin.” He said softly. He didn’t tell Namari about the years of teasing and abuse from the other children. A crippled elf was a strange sight to see, and the children treated him like he was a freak. It was mostly because he was a weak, easy target. He’d hate to look any more weak before Namari, who was probably a flawless elf woman.

[Namari Lovelle]

Namari's lips curved up even more.

"I call you brave because despite doing what you must, many people probably would have given up. Let this control them. I'm sure I know a few people like that."
Oh, she could think of a few friends that would not take so well to being blind; even years after.
She could only assume, but it was a fair assumption none the less.

"And no need to apologize to me. I brought up the conversation after all. I don't imagine being blind is a wonderful thing. It's bound to be negative," she looked across the gardens, spotting the guards nonchalantly watching them.
At least they didn't think Aerin was too much of a threat at that moment. She could still peacefully chat with the other elf.

"How's your leg doing you now? Feeling any bit better?" her head turned back to him as she asked with curiosity. Perhaps the talk had taken his mind off of how his leg hurt. Or it might have made it worse. Namari hoped for the better.

[Aerin Vaettir]

Aerin mused over Namari’s words for a moment. He was brave because he continued on? He never really considered that bravery in himself. More like necessity. But she raised a good point. There were many who’d simply give up and die should they become crippled and blind. Luella was one of them. He didn’t know if this made him special, but brave…it was the first time someone really said that to him.

“Thank you Namari. I don’t think anyone has ever called me brave before. It’s rather nice.” He said softly, a little smile on his face. He blinked as Namari asked him about his leg, and he realized he had actually forgotten about it for once. This woman was quite the gem to find. She took his mind off his leg.

“Actually it is better. Still hurts but the pain never goes away. Sitting down did wonders.” He said cheerfully. He paused, hearing footsteps, and for a moment though another person was approaching. Then he realized the footsteps were light, and came from bare feet. Lenore, having shifted into her human form at some point, was walking around the bench. She trained her strange, pure black eyes on the guards watching her master, the few feathers on her arms ruffling a bit, before she resumed her walking. She paused before the two elves, poked Aerin in the cheek, and lifted his hand and gently set his fingers inside her mouth, her sharp teeth barely pressing against the skin.

“Lenore, if you were so hungry you should have eaten before we left like I told you.” Aerin sighed. This was Lenore’s way of telling Aerin she was hungry. Placing his fingers in her mouth. It probably looked like she was biting him, but most people tend to calm themselves from panic when they saw the elf wasn’t screaming in pain or bleeding. He felt her lips move on his fingers, and knew she was pouting.

“Oh honestly. You’re just as bad as Elle.” He said, digging into a pocket to see if he had any sweets left for the raven. “Do you have any difficult pets Miss Namari? I hope they aren’t as much as a handful as this one.” He said, finding a sweet and he placed it in Lenore’s mouth, who smiled and chewed happily.