~7 days later~
Yakir was running around the city at high speed. He was trying his hardest to blow off steam. He had no idea how hard it would be to keep himself away from her. It has been seven days. He had twenty three days to go and he absolutely did not think he was going to make it. He had been following her around like a love sick puppy while avoiding her actual sight for a week. She had travelled a few places before heading to Kroy Wen where she had been for three days now. She had done some shopping and spent a lot of time with her beasts the last few days. She had been keeping to herself all week and hopefully he was on her mind. Because she was always on his.
Nearly every moment of his time was taken up by thoughts of Zirri. His mate. His princess. He han't spoke to her
