Amalia
the shield of safrin
"Me too," Amalia agrees, wrinkling her nose unhappily. "She seems... harder, now. Violent. She wanted to fight me- physically." She doesn't add that the threat was made while the Shield lay in an infirmary bed, fully at Maea's mercy. It had been followed up and echoed in days after, the glint of aggression in those pale eyes still setting the waif on edge.
The feeling of a hand on her elbow nearly stills Amalia; when it moves to her wrist she finally pauses, turning back to Evie but not meeting those blue eyes. "I know." Sighing, reluctant, she looks away, worrying her lip. "I know you'll be careful. And I'm glad you, you're learning more about your magic." The but is left loudly unsaid: she's already made her argument, and she doesn't want to fight. "I wish my mother was still here to train you... but you always have me. For whatever that's worth." Finally raising her onyx gaze, she searches her oldest friend's face. "I know I've been busy but... I miss you."
A glimmer of sunlight hitting water catches her attention then, and she's grateful for the distraction because they are nearing dangerous ground. "Oh, look!" Turning toward it suddenly, she pulls Evie along, just as she might have when they were young. The water is iridescent in the dappled light, glittering and tantalizing, a beautiful thing. "It's a wonder puddle. I heard about them, but I never... I didn't see any last year."
The feeling of a hand on her elbow nearly stills Amalia; when it moves to her wrist she finally pauses, turning back to Evie but not meeting those blue eyes. "I know." Sighing, reluctant, she looks away, worrying her lip. "I know you'll be careful. And I'm glad you, you're learning more about your magic." The but is left loudly unsaid: she's already made her argument, and she doesn't want to fight. "I wish my mother was still here to train you... but you always have me. For whatever that's worth." Finally raising her onyx gaze, she searches her oldest friend's face. "I know I've been busy but... I miss you."
A glimmer of sunlight hitting water catches her attention then, and she's grateful for the distraction because they are nearing dangerous ground. "Oh, look!" Turning toward it suddenly, she pulls Evie along, just as she might have when they were young. The water is iridescent in the dappled light, glittering and tantalizing, a beautiful thing. "It's a wonder puddle. I heard about them, but I never... I didn't see any last year."
you drew memories in my mind
i could never erase
you painted colors in my heart
i could never replace
