neron
The place where I came from.
Yes, and where exactly was that? Neron's better judgement warred with the strange warmth that bloomed in his chest at having familiarity stroll back into his life at such short notice. Were the others in this place where Zariah had come from? Was Edrei? Was Loren?
His lips parted as if to ask the very question, but Zariah beat him to it. His steel eyes could do little more than roam all over her as she drew so close, her perfume mingling with the smell of cold and something all together more alive, like flowers, like the forest.
Neron ought to have flinched when she touched him, her hands like ice, but he made no indication to show that he felt it. Instead he held her gaze, inhaling deeply at their closeness, at whatever it was Zariah suddenly thought she was going to do. "Remember us?" he repeated, raising an eyebrow. "Us as in... you and I?"
Yes, and where exactly was that? Neron's better judgement warred with the strange warmth that bloomed in his chest at having familiarity stroll back into his life at such short notice. Were the others in this place where Zariah had come from? Was Edrei? Was Loren?
His lips parted as if to ask the very question, but Zariah beat him to it. His steel eyes could do little more than roam all over her as she drew so close, her perfume mingling with the smell of cold and something all together more alive, like flowers, like the forest.
Neron ought to have flinched when she touched him, her hands like ice, but he made no indication to show that he felt it. Instead he held her gaze, inhaling deeply at their closeness, at whatever it was Zariah suddenly thought she was going to do. "Remember us?" he repeated, raising an eyebrow. "Us as in... you and I?"
you're so cold, put your hand in mine
