‘  you sure you want to know ?  ’    chin lifts, revealing MISCHIEVOUS smirk, tainting the curl of a smile – somber eyes falling upon the other, innocent – wide eyed. how long had it been since gazala had known such a life ? purity quickly ROBBED by the cruelty which followed her own acceptance. 

JEALOUSY quickly rises, and distrust hard to fade, even when in the light of such a joyous being. smirk widens, venom dripping from her lips, eager to see the blonde quiver – or at least acknowledge the world is far more than the sunny skies that reflect in azure pools.    ‘  …i can’t PROMISE you’ll be alive after.  ’