The sharp pain that seems to radiate through her and makes her want to vomit sloughs off, in waves. Her breathing is so shallow. Alythae Wildsong feels like once in her life she is giving in, and what a thing to give in on.

The ravenette quietly sat at a table, his gaze on an all too familiar woman.

“Sis..It’s been a while since I’ve seen you.” A ghost of a smile formed on his lips. Even with how long it had been since they had last seen each other he could pick her out of a crowd with ease.

The blonde woman made her way over to her younger sibling. Rolling her eyes her voice came out, it was still as smooth as Tharn remembered it..

“It really has been hasn’t it?” She chuckled, her blonde locks pulled back in a messy bun as she took a seat beside him, with a simple motion from the woman to the bartender the siblings each had a shot in front of them.

Tharn’s ears twitched, him glancing around the bar as he failed to notice what his older sibling slipped into his drink. “Mm..That is has..How have things been for you since you fled?” He let his gaze focus on the blonde as he picked up his glass, his misty orbs focusing on her clover ones.

He stared down at what he was wearing..it should work for now..Should prevent anyone from asking questions..though it wouldn’t prevent the one person he didn’t want to question him from doing so.

His dearest fiance had already seen what had happened last night..and who knows what he was going to do about it.

Tharn never liked the idea of having to explain something to anyone..and this was certainly something that he should be trying to explain but he knew well enough it would just make things worse for the both of them.

Tharn stared down at his bloodied hands..he should probably wash them before Maron gets back.. A soft sigh escaped his lips, so many thoughts running through his head and a tightness in his chest. Why did he feel like this? He didn’t know..he didn’t understand it in the slightest..and some part of him didn’t want to know but the other part of him was curious..wanting to get closer to the male and learn more about this feeling..

“Did he mean it?” ..He hadn’t expected the voice in the back of his head to comment on this..but this time it did..Tharn didn’t bother asking what the being was referring too, knowing well enough that Rath was talking about the ‘I love you’ that Maron had whispered to him at the ball..

Did he mean it? Did he really..mean it? Could someone like him actually care about him?

No..Maron couldn’t care for him right? With Maron doing..whatever it was he did during the day and probably actually getting sleep at night while Tharn was off dealing with the illegal side of his family business and clubbing when he got the chance..Maron couldn’t possibly have any feelings for him..He was constantly terrifying the male and teasing him anyway..why would he tell Tharn that he loves him?

Why did it hurt to think about Maron being with someone else? Saying those words to another?

Once again he was sitting outside with a lit cigarette between his lips. His hands were bloodied and his knuckles were raw..the usual when he came out of a fight. Crimson liquid had dried at this point, his bloody nose having decided to stop bleeding for now. He could hear the voice in the back of his mind, one that for the most part was rather quiet which was..disturbing.. He could still hear it though, softly muttering comments about how idiotic Tharn was.