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as achelois was resting, nyx fingers were brushing against the pages of the book on her lap. from time to time, she'd turn her head and leave a gentle kiss on top of her lover's forehead.
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〝 he just fell asleep... 〞
nyx said softly, a small smile lingering as she looked up at draven’s shape. in her arms, she gently rocked their little one, careful not to disturb the quiet. her gaze stayed on him for a moment longer,
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Draven had finally arrived,greeted by excited children as they hurried along to bring them to Nyx. He pressed kisses along her forehead as he admired the little bundle with glossy eyes.
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seated beside the durge, she had been awake for some time now. a brush glided slowly through the damp strands of her long hair, her figure wrapped in the faint, curling haze of incense.
a subtle shift drew her attention from where the dragonborn lay.
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My head thrums … enough to stir me awake.
I could feel the metallic taste on my tongue. Blood, but from where? From who?
Was last night more than a dream? I don’t remember.
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