REXANNA
She nods softly in response. Kiada is safe, the safest she can be, as far as Rexanna knows. But she had been young the last time Hotaru had seen her, uncapable and inexperienced for the harshness of the world, and she finds that when Hotaru meets Kiada, she will see what the Harpy has become. A battle hardened warrior, full of experiences and heartbreak. Like the rest of them all.
And her sister withdraws just enough to murmur, to explain, and she nods quietly. “For me, it’s a haze of memory that appeared when I arrived. I came here the same time I arrived in Helovia.” She tells her, explaining the strangeness of portals. “I vowed to her I’d never make the same mistakes. But she does not trust me yet. I don’t blame her.” She admits a bit solemnly, but presses her lips to the side of Hotaru’s temple anyway, a soft smile playing on her lips despite it all.
And when she places the blankets along Hotaru’s shoulders, and presses her into her tightly, Hotaru concedes and Rexanna hums a sound of agreement. Yet soon, the Valkyrie’s eyes open up and looks to her. Her own sapphire gaze slips down to the bi-toned eyes with a soft smile at the question. For a moment, it feels a reflection of those hazy memories. And before, where Rexanna had once promised and broken it, this time it feels stronger – it feels true, a promise she would fight or die trying to keep.
“Always.”
She leads her sister up the stairs to the spare bedroom, pulling back the blankets and making them softer, fluffing up the pillows briefly and letting Hotaru get comfortable wherever she chooses to while Rexanna curls up comfortably behind the Valkyrie, tugging her tight and close, wrapping her arms around her tight and gentle all the same. Her head nestled in the crook of Hotaru’s neck, in her blonde hair, and nuzzles gently.
And her sister withdraws just enough to murmur, to explain, and she nods quietly. “For me, it’s a haze of memory that appeared when I arrived. I came here the same time I arrived in Helovia.” She tells her, explaining the strangeness of portals. “I vowed to her I’d never make the same mistakes. But she does not trust me yet. I don’t blame her.” She admits a bit solemnly, but presses her lips to the side of Hotaru’s temple anyway, a soft smile playing on her lips despite it all.
And when she places the blankets along Hotaru’s shoulders, and presses her into her tightly, Hotaru concedes and Rexanna hums a sound of agreement. Yet soon, the Valkyrie’s eyes open up and looks to her. Her own sapphire gaze slips down to the bi-toned eyes with a soft smile at the question. For a moment, it feels a reflection of those hazy memories. And before, where Rexanna had once promised and broken it, this time it feels stronger – it feels true, a promise she would fight or die trying to keep.
“Always.”
She leads her sister up the stairs to the spare bedroom, pulling back the blankets and making them softer, fluffing up the pillows briefly and letting Hotaru get comfortable wherever she chooses to while Rexanna curls up comfortably behind the Valkyrie, tugging her tight and close, wrapping her arms around her tight and gentle all the same. Her head nestled in the crook of Hotaru’s neck, in her blonde hair, and nuzzles gently.
until the lambs
have become
lions
