"They're beautiful, aren't they?". Aria asked as she crouched down to inspect som flowers.
Her soft voice was the only thing keep Alder from completely losing his mind to his unsettled state.
He nodded.
"They are". He replied.
He watched as she reached out attempting to pluck one.
"Careful. There are thorns". He said to her.
She shook her head.
She was used to plucking flowers back at the garden with Nerissa, she was almost natural at it now; there was no way she could hurt herself while she was at it.
"Don't worry about me". She told him.
"Let me do it....". He begun saying but trailed off as she winced sharply and withdrew her hand quickly.
The smell of the drop of blood pooling at the tip of her finger immediately snaked it's way into his nostrils.
He shook his head as he cro
