no stone unturned

i want to be a mystery, yet be known

i want to be together, yet alone

She steps aside to let him view the room, accepting his offer of sharing the night and secrets in the night and nothing more – finding it to be a strange sort of exposure of hers, and she doesn’t even know where to begin. She’d never told Ezra. Ru’in had been there for part of it. Rixen had also been there for the prolonged part of it. But Harper? He was new and different, came from a different world where the horrors and decisions she’d made hadn’t destroyed it, hadn’t created enemies across the world with people arriving that had witnessed it.

She’s surprised when he shifts his attention to her, diving toward her to grab her around her waist, and she shrieks a small amount with the surprise, wrapping arms around his neck to keep her balance before she’s tossed onto the mattress, and she locks her arms around his neck, pulling him down with her and a huff of loud snickers that leave her, hair a mess as a crown around her face, dragging him down into the furs and blankets as she tries to catch her breath from the surprise. Then, she squints a small amount at him, something in an attempt to chastise him. “Harper!” She says in an attempted serious tone before breaking into a fit of laughter.

is it too much to ask to be famous yet unknown?

to be a wanderer, yet have a home?

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