-Laelia-
It had only been a day since I last saw Ashes, and we hadn’t parted on the best terms. Why did he have such a burning desire to make his brothers pay? We could be happy here. Did he not see that?
“Could you stop?” I turned to look at Mayla. I was standing by the window of her room, gazing out at the beautiful elf kingdom I had come to love so much. She was sitting on her bed, brushing and braiding her long red hair. I looked at her, feeling confused, not understanding what she wanted me to stop.
“What?” I asked.
“The sighing. It’s driving me crazy,” she said.
“What sighing?”
She raised an eyebrow, as if to say, really? But I truly hadn’t noticed. Had I been sighing?
“Sorry,” I replied. “I didn’t even know I was doing it.”
I walked over to her and lay down in front of her
