Aria liked having her skin smell of frankincense, she liked being in Alder’s arms like this, she liked how safe and protected she felt while being nestled against his chest. She liked having him comb his fingers through her hair softly, she liked how sated she felt. Her eyelids were beginning to become heavy with sleep but she couldn’t fall asleep, not when she knew all wasn’t right.
“Am…I going to fall sick again, Master?”. She asked him quietly.
His fingers in her hair stilled immediately. He seemed to think her question through for a moment before he replied.
“Don’t worry about anything, go to sleep”. He said to her.
There he was again, trying to shield her from everything, trying to protect her, all the while making her feel like a child who didn’t have the right to know what was h
