#aleaghxla

— Days have passed since his search led him to cross the desert, thus taking that first step into the heart of Las Vegas, leashed hinns scenting the air every few steps in order to find his missing betrothed. Days with no sign of her PRESENCE. Days of disappointments and frustrations, both threatening to boil over. And this day should have gone much the same way. Perhaps it would have if the hinns didn’t manage to pick up a scent as familiar as their own, a SCENT which led him to the lobby of a grand hotel. 

And surprise, SURPRISE — in that lobby stands the very woman he’s searched all over the world for, both theirs and this one.

“lam naraka mundhu muddah, Alea,” Zaid greets coolly, dark eyes narrowed on the beautiful face of the ghula responsible for driving him away from his home. “You look ... well.” Well doesn’t do her justice. But exquisite —  exquisite is far more appropriate for the feelings she ROUSES in him.