#gniodnu

the sound of his voice gave her pause, her head turning slightly to look at him. "fight me, my lord?" she repeated, ensuring she heard him correctly. "for what did i do? have i offended you?" a grown man, speaking words of violence, or rather, claiming he would not hurt her, played games with her mind. why would he feel the need to clarify? "it was lovely seeing you, my lord..." she mumbled before turning on her heels and scurrying away. what a very peculiar thing to say.

the grass beneath her body had grown cold, yet her eyes remained steadfast on the sky. in that moment, eydis realized, she had never looked up much. she had always looked beyond, beyond the sea, beyond the horizon. "i must confess," she whispered to floris, a hint of rosiness on her cheeks, "i know little of these constellations. please don't find me foolish, i am learning." her curious gaze continued until she found something she recognized, her arm shooting out to point at the sky. "look, my lady, it is the moon!" she exclaimed proudly. ah, she knew that one.