Nepenthe • Something that can make you forget grief or suffering.
Never feeling like they belonged was a feeling that Lissa Dragomir lived with, even with her family and life long best friend, although they aided in that feeling not being so strong...
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DOUBLE UPDATE, BECAUSE I BARELY HAD TO CHANGE ANYTHING AND YOU LOVELY READERS DESERVE A BIT OF MORE LOVE
Alberta thought she was seeing a ghost the moment Kate appeared with Lissa in her arms, her mind reeling back to the many times she caught both Rose Hathaway carrying either a crying Lissa, or a surprisingly drunk Lissa, back to her dorm. The same arura of overprotectiveness was felt around the two and it tricked her into seeing the late Rose Hathaway instead of the new student at the Academy.
That was until Kate rose her head and she was met with forest green eyes instead of chocolate brown.
"She needs rest and peace." Kate told them as soon as she reached them, allowing Christian to pick up Lissa with ease, it was a shocking sight for Alberta, Spiridon and Dimitri alike, to see the ever lone outcast that was Christian Ozera willingly spend time with one of the Royals that could end his life if she wished.
And what shocked them, even more, was that that same Moroi actually didn't mind spending time with the boy. Even Katherine would spend time with the two whenever she wasn't with the Novice Mason Ashford training or in her extra sessions.
"I'll take her." Christian told the brunette, holding Lissa close to his chest, his mismatched eyes sneaking a look at her as best as he could considering her face has taken refuge in the crook of his neck.
"Make sure Oscar is with her when you leave. He's our comfort animal." she pleaded kindly, giving him a short smile. Christian nods and carries her away, Alberta following after him leaving Kate with Dimitri and Spiridon in a weird silence, it was only weird because none of the three had anything to say.
Kate slipped her hands in the pockets of her pants and shifted her weight from one leg to the other, reminding the two trained Guardians that she was indeed still a novice and not a fully pledged Guardian like themselves, especially at how vulnerable she looked right there and then. Dimitri slipped his Duster off his shoulders and extended it over to Kate, watching as the brunette frowned at it, no doubt wondering and unaware that her blouse was see-through.
"The Princess doesn't need her Guardians sick." He told her, not wanting to embarass the younger girl. His voice was calm and from the corner of his eyes, Dimitri could tell that Spiridon was making an effort to keep his eyes on the Novice's face out of respect.
Kate hesitantly reached for the duster, her fingers gently brushing against Dimitri's as she pulled it from his grasp, and for a moment, both trained and marked Guardians could've sworn to St. Vladimir and his grave that they saw Kate's eyes shine red before she blinked and turned away.
