They say blood makes you related but
loyalty makes you family
Either Rexanna understood, or she felt that Loren’s response made him untrustworthy enough that she wouldn’t tell him. Or she just realized that telling secrets was a bad idea. Regardless, the small smile she sent his way was encouraging enough that he hummed his agreement. Besides, he had much bigger concerns on his mind at the moment, like LongNight, his magic going awry, his crappy love life, and his affinity for screwing up his familial relationships and his friendships. Assuming he even survived LongNight, he could worry about the mess with the Ascended. And the Voice. And the portal. And Zariah.
Gods help him, it would never end.
Actually, no, it wasn’t wonderful. At least not in his mind. ”Not really. It almost burned down the Manor, and would have if Remi hadn’t been there. Worse, I don’t know how it happened, how to prevent it from happening again, or gods forbid, if I wanted to do it on command, how to do it again, or if it's just Spark Birds or if I need to worry about everything I summon.” The words came out in a fearful rush. All those worries were why he’d been sticking to his less dangerous creatures since the incident: if something else happened, he wanted to be able to contain it on his own. So no, he wasn’t super happy about his new ability. Unlike the blue-eyed woman, he liked to be in control.
Unsurprisingly, the mention of Frey got Rexanna’s attention. If anything, though the Launceleyn just blushed an even more furious shade of crimson. ”Well. Yes. It was. But uh, it’s ah...hard to explain. The first time, they uh, well, jerked...I uh, you know.” He waved a hand vaguely before letting it drop to his side, embarrassment practically radiating off of him. ”The, um, the um second time it was...gods, it was like I was...doing everything to myself. Like...could do whatever I wanted. Errrr...infinitely.” There were literally no words to describe it, especially given how awkward he was feeling.
Gods help him, it would never end.
Actually, no, it wasn’t wonderful. At least not in his mind. ”Not really. It almost burned down the Manor, and would have if Remi hadn’t been there. Worse, I don’t know how it happened, how to prevent it from happening again, or gods forbid, if I wanted to do it on command, how to do it again, or if it's just Spark Birds or if I need to worry about everything I summon.” The words came out in a fearful rush. All those worries were why he’d been sticking to his less dangerous creatures since the incident: if something else happened, he wanted to be able to contain it on his own. So no, he wasn’t super happy about his new ability. Unlike the blue-eyed woman, he liked to be in control.
Unsurprisingly, the mention of Frey got Rexanna’s attention. If anything, though the Launceleyn just blushed an even more furious shade of crimson. ”Well. Yes. It was. But uh, it’s ah...hard to explain. The first time, they uh, well, jerked...I uh, you know.” He waved a hand vaguely before letting it drop to his side, embarrassment practically radiating off of him. ”The, um, the um second time it was...gods, it was like I was...doing everything to myself. Like...could do whatever I wanted. Errrr...infinitely.” There were literally no words to describe it, especially given how awkward he was feeling.
LOREN
