slowly, the ice around the sea princeâs heart had been melting although his situation had yet to improve. a string of good news related to other happenings around zenan plus the unfamiliar ache of longing were to blame for the positive change in his demeanor and it was the motivation for adairâs midnight escape down the hallway and towards his advisorâs room. before the invasion of kradaeca, he and xacry had been bedmates and while it had been endlessly confusing for adairâs crush, it had felt right. heâd slept better than heâd ever done so before and while neither of them put a name to the fluttery feelings that would spark between them waking up entangled in one another, it was something heâd come to need. pushing everyone away had included distancing himself from xacry but it wasnât until now, with his heart feeling softer and more vulnerable in the aftermath of sanda mel, that he realized how much he had missed a certain pair of crystal blue eyes. there was a high chance that xacry wouldnât want to see him. he could also be asleep -- it probably wasnât mutual that being apart revitalized insomnia. still, as he knocked somberly on the door, adair couldnât quash the surge of hopefulness that flooded his veins. // @xacrys











