𝐅𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐧 𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐥 | 𝘼.S

| Madness |

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Fahran and Eloise came back early, everyone sleeping clueless of the old Alstorian creature.

Before Eloise went to Paolo to tell him her discovery, the girl made sure that Fahran was alright for the night.

"Sleep well, my sweet boy." She petted his strong, indestructible skin like Fahran was a defenseless dog. Eloise hugged him as well as she could before leaving him to rest after a sleepless day.

Eloise was shaking from the thoughts she had on dragon-back.

The loud footsteps were very audible where Paolo and Anakin were sitting at the bar. They were having a conversation about the structure on the Jedi temple when Eloise barged in, breathless. Eloise looked at Paolo then at Anakin, and so and so until she finally realized that it was a real.

Anakin chuckled when he saw the way her face scrunches in confusion when she can't place something together, with mud all over her face.

Eloise glaze fell on Anakin, who was already staring at her. Paolo looked between to two lovers, deciding it's his time to leave the room. "Leave, I will."

She wanted to say something before Paolo left the room but nothing came out of her mouth. Just a heavy sighs came out of her mouth.

"Remember yesterday when you called my braid a rat-tail?" Anakin asked her, patting the seat next to him.

"It was my best joke of the day, of course I do." Eloise took her seat next to him, with a big grin on her lips.

The young boy put an old, dusty book in front of her, "I came with ancient proof that it is, in fact, an honor the have your hair styled like this." Eloise couldn't do anything but the laugh in his face.

"I can see it's ancient. And Ani, if you need to do so much trouble just to prove you are not, in fact, wearing a rat tail. Maybe it's not worth it." She made fun of Anakin while twisting his tail through her fingers.

He started talking about the Jedi ways and Eloise did nothing but to listen to him. Something caught her attention, it was an old Alstorian book. The girl took the book in her hands, searching to see if it's actually authentic. It was.

Anakin grabbed it from her, "Careful, it's a really old book about Alstorian culture. I thought maybe, if I would learn the princess's ways, it would be easier to find her, angel." That nickname fell off Anakin's lips so easy, he only realized after he said it.

"Angel?" Eloise smiled, "Yes, I'm sorry i-"

"A lot of people would call me the opposite." She joked, easing every nerve that Anakin had with a simple laugh.

"After you made fun of my braid, I think I'll give it to the people." Eloise only dryly laughed, shoving him by his shoulder.

"So you're still searching for her? I thought after the battle..." She looked at Anakin in disbelief, he chuckles. Clueless of the weight of this situation, Anakin shakes in head in denial. "I never stopped, but she is harder to find. I thought maybe, her dragon would lead me to her. But I can never see from where he's coming from, or where he's landing. The dragon it's like a shadow, that you only see it when it wants to."

"Dragons are a very tricky creatures, it's the last dragon, no wonder he knows how to be unseen by the folk." Eloise gave him a fake smile, the boys sighs loudly.

"Yes, but the Queen isn't getting any happier. I am scared that she'll find a replacer. I came here to study her because I can see at the temple, other Padawan's trying to sneak away the book."

She looked down, her mother will never let her go.

"I didn't know everyone was so obsessed with finding her. For all we know, she could be dead." She gridded her teeth, fidgeting with her ring.