❝ Sometimes I feel like I have changed into something unrecognizable, but then I see you, and the love I feel tethers me back to this earth ❞
Maiya was walking a fine line. On one side was safety; her brother and mother and love, but the other was c...
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{ Azriel }
𝔗he ache of the wound in my chest was a persistent curse of my mind. When I woke, I could feel it's pain. When I trained, it ached and when I slept, it burnt. I was fed up with it, and the burden that it came with. It was annoying that I couldn't fight and work at my normal levels of perfection that I demanded for myself.
"Maiya." I hissed once more, rubbing at the wound as I sought to find my mate, who knew healing runes far more advanced than those the healers in Velaris knew. It wasn't that they were bad, it was just that Hewn's healing was far more advanced that Velaris'.
"Is everything alright?" My mate appeared by my side in an instance, eyebrows furrowed in confusion. Her dark hair was pulled up into a ponytail as she looked at the wound on my chest, inspecting it quickly before drawing a variety of symbols in the air beside it as the pain lessened. "I told you not to train yesterday."
"And I told you that I've trained on injuries before." That earnt me a disapproving look as she pulled away to help me pull a shirt on. "I can deal with it."
"You should not have to."
"That's rich coming from you." I shot back as Maiya huffed, scrunching her nose. "Didn't you train with a broken leg or am I thinking of a different person?"
"I'm from Hewn. I have to because I can't show weakness. You're from the Court of Daydreamers-"
"-Court of Dreams-"
"-You are allowed to rest." Maiya smoothed my shirt out, smiling gently as she continued to insult the Inner Circle. "Your mother would agree with me."
"That's because you're her favourite daughter." She smirked at that, before carefully smoothing the shoulders of my shirt out and pressing a kiss to my lips. I grinned, wrapping an arm around her waist as she rocked us back and forth. "We should go to that council meeting."
"Am I welcome?" Maiya pulled away, an eyebrow cocked. "I was under the impression that I was still public enemy number one in some of your companions book."
"Yes, obviously. I think you're a menace to society. The others love you dearly." I teased softly, grinning as her quiet laughter filled the room. "You are more than welcome as either Leader of Hewn or Princess to the Night Court or even, potentially, as my wonderful mate."
"I think if I was on the council just because I was your mate that might be considered nepotism." Maiya grinned, before untangling herself from my arms and pulling her armour over her head. She did the buckles up quickly, before holding her hand out for me to grab. "I'll go as Leader of Hewn. It's my official title anyway, and second favourite of the one's that I have."
