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temp pin โฑ โ modern!au portrayal of elain archeron
horticulture student with a minor in psychology
( part - time baker at a cafรฉ & known for her fortune readingsโ ) ๐ชท
Elain was dragging @TASTYBRUTE to the only room she could think was deserted after a dinner: Rhysandโs office.
She made sure to lock it behind them, and for a moment she leaned against the door to put her thoughts in order beforeโฆ. โhow could you do that?!โ
@TASTYBRUTE you.โ if only so her older sister could give him a headache no medicinal powder could improve.
She did not quite understood yet what happened that night, what Azriel had meant when he said he was obeying โhimโ, but Elain only held him tighter, fingers digging into him. โWill +
@TASTYBRUTE + the back of his head as her other arm wrapped around his waist to keep him place.
โThis is not us, so letโs not start making leaving me a habit, okay? Makes me want to hit you.โ
@TASTYBRUTE + Azriel before he had the chance to disappear, rooting him in place. โYouโve said so many words and yet nothing at all. So frustrating.โ despite the words spoken through gritted teeth, Elain pulled the Shadowsinger in, hugging his larger body against hers, a hand cradling +
[ Closed starter: the Seer Life Begins. ]
Cassian had flown her up to the House of Wind. secure in his strong arms, Elain had tilted her head up to the sun and smiled. It was a wonderful feeling, flying, which was why there was part of her that envied the winged men. freedom, +
+ books before she sat on a chair with a heavy dusty volume on scrying. she knew Azriel was aware of her presence and would arrive soon, so the Seer indulged in a tea that appeared right in front of her on the table.
โthank you, very nice.โ she spoke in barely disguised +