eyes can't shine unless there's something burning bright behind
Aurelia clenched her jaw tightly and squared against him but, she made no attack. This show - or whatever it was - he was putting on for her was anything but a warm welcome. He was clearly not happy with her presence there, for disrupting whatever he had going on. The sharp smell of his breath made her nose curl. The glint of his teeth made the hair on the back of her neck stand up. She knew it wasn't a kind gesture; it was more like a snarl, though she had never seen a person do that.
She glared back at him as he spoke but, deep down, she felt a prick of fear rush through her blood. She didn't know this man or what he was capable of. He could've been a mage, himself, but for now he didn't seem keen on using his magic against her. He should've, especially since she had provoked him. Although, he was lacking in the symbolic tattoos many mages adorned.
Her expression relaxed from anger into something like defeat. Her grip slackened on his wrist and she pulled away. Taking in the new world again, her eyes wandered all around them until finally resting back on his.
He's telling the truth, isn't he? As suspicious as the whole situation was... she believed him.
"Sorry. I-" her tone was less forceful this time, "my partner and I were ambushed, that's why there's blood... I don't know what they cast on me exactly, but I know I don't feel right. That mage must have put a curse on me when he sent me here," she mumbled that last sentence bitterly. The headache that she was developing was becoming painful. She brought up two of her fingers to rub the temple of her forehead, but it did little to ease her pain. She furrowed her brow and asked, "How did you already know what happened to me?"
If he could start saying things that make sense then maybe I can figure out my way home from here. My sisters must be worried.. Seren's probably dead - or worse.
She glared back at him as he spoke but, deep down, she felt a prick of fear rush through her blood. She didn't know this man or what he was capable of. He could've been a mage, himself, but for now he didn't seem keen on using his magic against her. He should've, especially since she had provoked him. Although, he was lacking in the symbolic tattoos many mages adorned.
Her expression relaxed from anger into something like defeat. Her grip slackened on his wrist and she pulled away. Taking in the new world again, her eyes wandered all around them until finally resting back on his.
He's telling the truth, isn't he? As suspicious as the whole situation was... she believed him.
"Sorry. I-" her tone was less forceful this time, "my partner and I were ambushed, that's why there's blood... I don't know what they cast on me exactly, but I know I don't feel right. That mage must have put a curse on me when he sent me here," she mumbled that last sentence bitterly. The headache that she was developing was becoming painful. She brought up two of her fingers to rub the temple of her forehead, but it did little to ease her pain. She furrowed her brow and asked, "How did you already know what happened to me?"
If he could start saying things that make sense then maybe I can figure out my way home from here. My sisters must be worried.. Seren's probably dead - or worse.
Aurelia
