P r i e s t e s s

@vvitchblvdes cont. from here

" Meu tesouro, how I've missed you.." Inéz's melodious voice calls to greet her mate from within the doorway, slightly trembling with emotion, as it seemed she had been away for some time with one too many nights away from her family, their family. It had been for their own safety, without her and their child present Miranda had no reason to bring harm to them, but against the witches better judgement she couldn't bear it any longer and returned to them, she couldn't leave her wife and three girls alone with that monster, couldn't continue to put her youngest into danger, couldn't be left alone again to run away from their fears..

Inéz laughs, a growling undertone that echoes in her throat, only her beloved would compare her to the aging of wine, but she finds it endearing all the same "Always so sappy - I swear I'll go soft as long as you continue to spoil me with your compliments.." her teasing relentless, but lets up as she leans in to kiss her once more and nuzzle her face into the crook of her neck "Obrigada, meu amor..I do appreciate you always taking the time to make me feel beautiful. " She would never understand it, and had always grown up with the 'what you see is what you get' type of attitude, but someone as stunning as Alcina seeing beauty in her, was definitely a confidence booster.

Alcina poked out her tongue playfully, a behaviour she's sure she learned from Daniela at one point, but when Inéz kissed her and nuzzled against her, Alcina's cheekiness subsided. “Of course. I swear, sometimes I learn or relearn things from Daniela by accident, cheekiness is one such thing I've relearned. But teasing aside... I mean it, dragul meu partener, you are beautiful.” She nuzzled back, affectionately. “And I want you to know how beautiful you are to me.”

"If they're not awake then I don't wish to disturb them..besides, I'd be lying if I said I wasn't afraid of leaving our hatchling alone, especially in the girls weakened states..they wouldn't be able to protect her and I don't want them to suffer more than they already have.." she sighed, knowing without her mate having to tell her, it would only make sense that Miranda had hurt them as well in order to try getting answers out of Alcina.

“That's fair. Though the girls should feel better by tonight, as their room is beyond warm and there's plenty of honey cakes and maidens in there for them to eat to gather strength. I may have gotten the worst of it but Miranda opened the window near the girls to psychologically torment me. It worked, I almost forced my mutation which would have ended in me being punished even more. Their cries, Inéz... Their cries, their pleas... They were helpless... I was helpless... Miranda has not a single drop of humanity within her body. I feel Moreau is more human than she ever will be.”

" I know minha querida, I know..but there's two of us again, I'm not going anywhere, and I will never allow her to hurt them or you ever again.." Inéz cooed reassuringly, cupping Alcina's face in her rough hands and caressing her cheek with her thumb to help calm her down " Soon we will put this all behind us forever, she'll feel the pain of everyone she's ever laid her hands on down to the very last lycan.. " the witch swears.

Alcina's face smoothened as best as her weathered face could, and she's leaning into Inéz's touch, she sighed happily that Inéz is back. “Good. I look forward to it.” She grumbled, happily thinking of Inéz and her tearing Miranda apart. To have them both safe, them both home, made Alcina feel more relaxed. She tucked Gwen in, taking off her dress and putting on her nightgown, before laying on the mattress, behind Gwen. She watched Inéz with a gaze full of love as her mate looked around their room. “I intend to make sure you never have to leave out of fear again. I... I cannot allow it. I think I'd go quite mad if you had to flee again, a madness I don't know if I can escape from.”

She slips on a white nightgown from the drawer, removing the tie to her dreads and letting them cascade down to her lower back, some strands fading into greys with age and coiled in silver jewelry, having spent years maintaining and growing them out "There won't ever be an 'again', rest assured my love, you won't go mad as long as I can help it.." Though that last part has a humorous quip as she removes the rest of her jewelry, she means it, with her entire being.

Alcina purred at the quip, she felt many emotions threaten to pull her down and throw her around like a ship in a storm. “Good.” She replied huskily, sighing with relief. She watched Inéz take out her hair, her heart fluttering happily.

Her fingers knead into the sheets almost cat-like, claws flexing with each motion, save for her left arm that had nerve damage and could no longer sheathe them back in. Another routine habit that she seemed to have gained before falling asleep every night and when she didn't know what to do with her hands. The witch curls her legs in on herself and allows her mate to almost completely envelope her entire body, an odd feeling to someone almost 7ft tall, fighting back a giggle at the ticklish feeling of Alcina's face in her sensitve neck, but frowns all the same " I know..but it's not my safety that I worry for.."

Inéz's tone sobered Alcina up, but she doesn't speak. She stirred, leaning back, uncurling herself to look at her mate. “I know. But I will not allow it to continue. I will not let her touch Genevieve. I will not let her touch you.” Having watched her mate knead, watched the claws on her right hand sheathe and unsheathe, but not the left, it had brought her comfort because Inéz was home. To her, that was what mattered. Not Miranda. Inéz and Gwen, the older girls too, they were all that mattered to Alcina. All her family, even her staff when she wasn't eating them.

Though she only had one, Inéz's eye contact is intense as she sits up, a fierce and storming sea of emotions, but a deep saddness hiding within that threatened to spill over at any moment as her brows furrowed "- and so then what? We hide and pray to anyone who might be listening that she doesn't find us? She will tear this entire village apart if she finds even a trace of us being here!" Her voice cracks under the weight of her words, her entire form shaking and teeth bared. She didn't mean to come off harshly, knowing her mate was just as afraid as she was, but she couldn't help but feel like as if she has made a huge mistake by returning, that by doing so she's only put her family in more danger.

Alcina does not say lies to calm Inéz down, the anguish is shared. She looks older than she was, heavy bags under her eyes and a dull tiredness clung to her face. “She won't. Why do you think I hid you and Gwen in the infirmary? Not many know you're here, just me and the healers there. They are ready to die to protect you and Genevieve. I'm ready to die to protect you and Gwen from her.” She could always try and come back, to pretend that she had already been weakened, allow her body to show physical signs of succumbing to death. She'd been practising, honing her skills to lie and cheat Miranda of the truth. “I am, too. I won't sugar coat it. Many of what I am saying is... Pure speculation. I'm trying to think of ways to lie to her face and have you and Gwen hide under her stupid nose. Gods can you believe at one point, I loved her?” She sounded disgusted at herself.

She looks at her in disbelief, not realizing how much of a coward she has made herself sound like " I - I know..I wasn't saying that..not to try at all, just - " she lets out a noise of frustration as she pinches the bridge of her nose, before chuckling as she didn't know how else to react in her moment of distress "God's what are we doing? This single fucking woman has made mice of us, uprooted our lives without hardly doing a thing, this is exactly how she wants us to be right now..powerless." she sighs, becoming boneless and leaning her weight into her mate, both looking like tired and washed out.

Alcina cupped Inéz's face with one hand gently. “She is... For lack of a better word... A god. Or, has the powers like one. The megamycete gave her these powers.” She looked at her own hands. “She is who gave me mine. As well as making me... Well.... Bloodthirsty. I owe a lot to her, both good and bad. But she no longer has my loyalty. Not after what she's tried to do to you, not after what she's tried to do to Gwen. What she's done to our girls and to me when you disappeared.” She doesn't blame Inéz for snapping at her. She can understand the pain and agony in her voice, the hate of being powerless.

Inéz doesn't flinch away when her face is cupped in her mates large hand, only placing her own against hers with purr, inviting the warmth of her soft skin. She had never known softness or gentle love from anyone before Alcina, and it still puzzled her at times how a proclaimed monster had treated her with more kindness in her entire life than any human ever had "Her 'glorious power' has only driven her to insanity..what makes her so dangerous is how unpredictable she is, she could be here now for all we know..but as long as we are not seen then we shall hide until we - I am needed." She leaves Gwen out of the picture, not wishing to drag their hatchling into the middle of a brawl more vicious then before incase her mate might need her help.

" Meu tesouro, how I've missed you.." Inéz's melodious voice calls to greet her mate from within the doorway, slightly trembling with emotion, as it seemed she had been away for some time with one too many nights away from her family, their family. It had been for their own safety, without her and their child present Miranda had no reason to bring harm to them, but against the witches better judgement she couldn't bear it any longer and returned to them, she couldn't leave her wife and three girls alone with that monster, couldn't continue to put her youngest into danger, couldn't be left alone again to run away from their fears..

Inéz laughs, a growling undertone that echoes in her throat, only her beloved would compare her to the aging of wine, but she finds it endearing all the same "Always so sappy - I swear I'll go soft as long as you continue to spoil me with your compliments.." her teasing relentless, but lets up as she leans in to kiss her once more and nuzzle her face into the crook of her neck "Obrigada, meu amor..I do appreciate you always taking the time to make me feel beautiful. " She would never understand it, and had always grown up with the 'what you see is what you get' type of attitude, but someone as stunning as Alcina seeing beauty in her, was definitely a confidence booster.

Alcina poked out her tongue playfully, a behaviour she's sure she learned from Daniela at one point, but when Inéz kissed her and nuzzled against her, Alcina's cheekiness subsided. “Of course. I swear, sometimes I learn or relearn things from Daniela by accident, cheekiness is one such thing I've relearned. But teasing aside... I mean it, dragul meu partener, you are beautiful.” She nuzzled back, affectionately. “And I want you to know how beautiful you are to me.”

"If they're not awake then I don't wish to disturb them..besides, I'd be lying if I said I wasn't afraid of leaving our hatchling alone, especially in the girls weakened states..they wouldn't be able to protect her and I don't want them to suffer more than they already have.." she sighed, knowing without her mate having to tell her, it would only make sense that Miranda had hurt them as well in order to try getting answers out of Alcina.

“That's fair. Though the girls should feel better by tonight, as their room is beyond warm and there's plenty of honey cakes and maidens in there for them to eat to gather strength. I may have gotten the worst of it but Miranda opened the window near the girls to psychologically torment me. It worked, I almost forced my mutation which would have ended in me being punished even more. Their cries, Inéz... Their cries, their pleas... They were helpless... I was helpless... Miranda has not a single drop of humanity within her body. I feel Moreau is more human than she ever will be.”

" I know minha querida, I know..but there's two of us again, I'm not going anywhere, and I will never allow her to hurt them or you ever again.." Inéz cooed reassuringly, cupping Alcina's face in her rough hands and caressing her cheek with her thumb to help calm her down " Soon we will put this all behind us forever, she'll feel the pain of everyone she's ever laid her hands on down to the very last lycan.. " the witch swears.

Alcina's face smoothened as best as her weathered face could, and she's leaning into Inéz's touch, she sighed happily that Inéz is back. “Good. I look forward to it.” She grumbled, happily thinking of Inéz and her tearing Miranda apart. To have them both safe, them both home, made Alcina feel more relaxed. She tucked Gwen in, taking off her dress and putting on her nightgown, before laying on the mattress, behind Gwen. She watched Inéz with a gaze full of love as her mate looked around their room. “I intend to make sure you never have to leave out of fear again. I... I cannot allow it. I think I'd go quite mad if you had to flee again, a madness I don't know if I can escape from.”

She slips on a white nightgown from the drawer, removing the tie to her dreads and letting them cascade down to her lower back, some strands fading into greys with age and coiled in silver jewelry, having spent years maintaining and growing them out "There won't ever be an 'again', rest assured my love, you won't go mad as long as I can help it.." Though that last part has a humorous quip as she removes the rest of her jewelry, she means it, with her entire being.

Alcina purred at the quip, she felt many emotions threaten to pull her down and throw her around like a ship in a storm. “Good.” She replied huskily, sighing with relief. She watched Inéz take out her hair, her heart fluttering happily.

Her fingers knead into the sheets almost cat-like, claws flexing with each motion, save for her left arm that had nerve damage and could no longer sheathe them back in. Another routine habit that she seemed to have gained before falling asleep every night and when she didn't know what to do with her hands. The witch curls her legs in on herself and allows her mate to almost completely envelope her entire body, an odd feeling to someone almost 7ft tall, fighting back a giggle at the ticklish feeling of Alcina's face in her sensitve neck, but frowns all the same " I know..but it's not my safety that I worry for.."

Inéz's tone sobered Alcina up, but she doesn't speak. She stirred, leaning back, uncurling herself to look at her mate. “I know. But I will not allow it to continue. I will not let her touch Genevieve. I will not let her touch you.” Having watched her mate knead, watched the claws on her right hand sheathe and unsheathe, but not the left, it had brought her comfort because Inéz was home. To her, that was what mattered. Not Miranda. Inéz and Gwen, the older girls too, they were all that mattered to Alcina. All her family, even her staff when she wasn't eating them.

Though she only had one, Inéz's eye contact is intense as she sits up, a fierce and storming sea of emotions, but a deep saddness hiding within that threatened to spill over at any moment as her brows furrowed "- and so then what? We hide and pray to anyone who might be listening that she doesn't find us? She will tear this entire village apart if she finds even a trace of us being here!" Her voice cracks under the weight of her words, her entire form shaking and teeth bared. She didn't mean to come off harshly, knowing her mate was just as afraid as she was, but she couldn't help but feel like as if she has made a huge mistake by returning, that by doing so she's only put her family in more danger.

Alcina does not say lies to calm Inéz down, the anguish is shared. She looks older than she was, heavy bags under her eyes and a dull tiredness clung to her face. “She won't. Why do you think I hid you and Gwen in the infirmary? Not many know you're here, just me and the healers there. They are ready to die to protect you and Genevieve. I'm ready to die to protect you and Gwen from her.” She could always try and come back, to pretend that she had already been weakened, allow her body to show physical signs of succumbing to death. She'd been practising, honing her skills to lie and cheat Miranda of the truth. “I am, too. I won't sugar coat it. Many of what I am saying is... Pure speculation. I'm trying to think of ways to lie to her face and have you and Gwen hide under her stupid nose. Gods can you believe at one point, I loved her?” She sounded disgusted at herself.

She looks at her in disbelief, not realizing how much of a coward she has made herself sound like " I - I know..I wasn't saying that..not to try at all, just - " she lets out a noise of frustration as she pinches the bridge of her nose, before chuckling as she didn't know how else to react in her moment of distress "God's what are we doing? This single fucking woman has made mice of us, uprooted our lives without hardly doing a thing, this is exactly how she wants us to be right now..powerless." she sighs, becoming boneless and leaning her weight into her mate, both looking like tired and washed out.

" Meu tesouro, how I've missed you.." Inéz's melodious voice calls to greet her mate from within the doorway, slightly trembling with emotion, as it seemed she had been away for some time with one too many nights away from her family, their family. It had been for their own safety, without her and their child present Miranda had no reason to bring harm to them, but against the witches better judgement she couldn't bear it any longer and returned to them, she couldn't leave her wife and three girls alone with that monster, couldn't continue to put her youngest into danger, couldn't be left alone again to run away from their fears..

Inéz laughs, a growling undertone that echoes in her throat, only her beloved would compare her to the aging of wine, but she finds it endearing all the same "Always so sappy - I swear I'll go soft as long as you continue to spoil me with your compliments.." her teasing relentless, but lets up as she leans in to kiss her once more and nuzzle her face into the crook of her neck "Obrigada, meu amor..I do appreciate you always taking the time to make me feel beautiful. " She would never understand it, and had always grown up with the 'what you see is what you get' type of attitude, but someone as stunning as Alcina seeing beauty in her, was definitely a confidence booster.

Alcina poked out her tongue playfully, a behaviour she's sure she learned from Daniela at one point, but when Inéz kissed her and nuzzled against her, Alcina's cheekiness subsided. “Of course. I swear, sometimes I learn or relearn things from Daniela by accident, cheekiness is one such thing I've relearned. But teasing aside... I mean it, dragul meu partener, you are beautiful.” She nuzzled back, affectionately. “And I want you to know how beautiful you are to me.”

"If they're not awake then I don't wish to disturb them..besides, I'd be lying if I said I wasn't afraid of leaving our hatchling alone, especially in the girls weakened states..they wouldn't be able to protect her and I don't want them to suffer more than they already have.." she sighed, knowing without her mate having to tell her, it would only make sense that Miranda had hurt them as well in order to try getting answers out of Alcina.

“That's fair. Though the girls should feel better by tonight, as their room is beyond warm and there's plenty of honey cakes and maidens in there for them to eat to gather strength. I may have gotten the worst of it but Miranda opened the window near the girls to psychologically torment me. It worked, I almost forced my mutation which would have ended in me being punished even more. Their cries, Inéz... Their cries, their pleas... They were helpless... I was helpless... Miranda has not a single drop of humanity within her body. I feel Moreau is more human than she ever will be.”

" I know minha querida, I know..but there's two of us again, I'm not going anywhere, and I will never allow her to hurt them or you ever again.." Inéz cooed reassuringly, cupping Alcina's face in her rough hands and caressing her cheek with her thumb to help calm her down " Soon we will put this all behind us forever, she'll feel the pain of everyone she's ever laid her hands on down to the very last lycan.. " the witch swears.

Alcina's face smoothened as best as her weathered face could, and she's leaning into Inéz's touch, she sighed happily that Inéz is back. “Good. I look forward to it.” She grumbled, happily thinking of Inéz and her tearing Miranda apart. To have them both safe, them both home, made Alcina feel more relaxed. She tucked Gwen in, taking off her dress and putting on her nightgown, before laying on the mattress, behind Gwen. She watched Inéz with a gaze full of love as her mate looked around their room. “I intend to make sure you never have to leave out of fear again. I... I cannot allow it. I think I'd go quite mad if you had to flee again, a madness I don't know if I can escape from.”

She slips on a white nightgown from the drawer, removing the tie to her dreads and letting them cascade down to her lower back, some strands fading into greys with age and coiled in silver jewelry, having spent years maintaining and growing them out "There won't ever be an 'again', rest assured my love, you won't go mad as long as I can help it.." Though that last part has a humorous quip as she removes the rest of her jewelry, she means it, with her entire being.

Alcina purred at the quip, she felt many emotions threaten to pull her down and throw her around like a ship in a storm. “Good.” She replied huskily, sighing with relief. She watched Inéz take out her hair, her heart fluttering happily.

Her fingers knead into the sheets almost cat-like, claws flexing with each motion, save for her left arm that had nerve damage and could no longer sheathe them back in. Another routine habit that she seemed to have gained before falling asleep every night and when she didn't know what to do with her hands. The witch curls her legs in on herself and allows her mate to almost completely envelope her entire body, an odd feeling to someone almost 7ft tall, fighting back a giggle at the ticklish feeling of Alcina's face in her sensitve neck, but frowns all the same " I know..but it's not my safety that I worry for.."

Inéz's tone sobered Alcina up, but she doesn't speak. She stirred, leaning back, uncurling herself to look at her mate. “I know. But I will not allow it to continue. I will not let her touch Genevieve. I will not let her touch you.” Having watched her mate knead, watched the claws on her right hand sheathe and unsheathe, but not the left, it had brought her comfort because Inéz was home. To her, that was what mattered. Not Miranda. Inéz and Gwen, the older girls too, they were all that mattered to Alcina. All her family, even her staff when she wasn't eating them.

Though she only had one, Inéz's eye contact is intense as she sits up, a fierce and storming sea of emotions, but a deep saddness hiding within that threatened to spill over at any moment as her brows furrowed "- and so then what? We hide and pray to anyone who might be listening that she doesn't find us? She will tear this entire village apart if she finds even a trace of us being here!" Her voice cracks under the weight of her words, her entire form shaking and teeth bared. She didn't mean to come off harshly, knowing her mate was just as afraid as she was, but she couldn't help but feel like as if she has made a huge mistake by returning, that by doing so she's only put her family in more danger.

" Meu tesouro, how I've missed you.." Inéz's melodious voice calls to greet her mate from within the doorway, slightly trembling with emotion, as it seemed she had been away for some time with one too many nights away from her family, their family. It had been for their own safety, without her and their child present Miranda had no reason to bring harm to them, but against the witches better judgement she couldn't bear it any longer and returned to them, she couldn't leave her wife and three girls alone with that monster, couldn't continue to put her youngest into danger, couldn't be left alone again to run away from their fears..

Inéz laughs, a growling undertone that echoes in her throat, only her beloved would compare her to the aging of wine, but she finds it endearing all the same "Always so sappy - I swear I'll go soft as long as you continue to spoil me with your compliments.." her teasing relentless, but lets up as she leans in to kiss her once more and nuzzle her face into the crook of her neck "Obrigada, meu amor..I do appreciate you always taking the time to make me feel beautiful. " She would never understand it, and had always grown up with the 'what you see is what you get' type of attitude, but someone as stunning as Alcina seeing beauty in her, was definitely a confidence booster.

Alcina poked out her tongue playfully, a behaviour she's sure she learned from Daniela at one point, but when Inéz kissed her and nuzzled against her, Alcina's cheekiness subsided. “Of course. I swear, sometimes I learn or relearn things from Daniela by accident, cheekiness is one such thing I've relearned. But teasing aside... I mean it, dragul meu partener, you are beautiful.” She nuzzled back, affectionately. “And I want you to know how beautiful you are to me.”

"If they're not awake then I don't wish to disturb them..besides, I'd be lying if I said I wasn't afraid of leaving our hatchling alone, especially in the girls weakened states..they wouldn't be able to protect her and I don't want them to suffer more than they already have.." she sighed, knowing without her mate having to tell her, it would only make sense that Miranda had hurt them as well in order to try getting answers out of Alcina.

“That's fair. Though the girls should feel better by tonight, as their room is beyond warm and there's plenty of honey cakes and maidens in there for them to eat to gather strength. I may have gotten the worst of it but Miranda opened the window near the girls to psychologically torment me. It worked, I almost forced my mutation which would have ended in me being punished even more. Their cries, Inéz... Their cries, their pleas... They were helpless... I was helpless... Miranda has not a single drop of humanity within her body. I feel Moreau is more human than she ever will be.”

" I know minha querida, I know..but there's two of us again, I'm not going anywhere, and I will never allow her to hurt them or you ever again.." Inéz cooed reassuringly, cupping Alcina's face in her rough hands and caressing her cheek with her thumb to help calm her down " Soon we will put this all behind us forever, she'll feel the pain of everyone she's ever laid her hands on down to the very last lycan.. " the witch swears.

Alcina's face smoothened as best as her weathered face could, and she's leaning into Inéz's touch, she sighed happily that Inéz is back. “Good. I look forward to it.” She grumbled, happily thinking of Inéz and her tearing Miranda apart. To have them both safe, them both home, made Alcina feel more relaxed. She tucked Gwen in, taking off her dress and putting on her nightgown, before laying on the mattress, behind Gwen. She watched Inéz with a gaze full of love as her mate looked around their room. “I intend to make sure you never have to leave out of fear again. I... I cannot allow it. I think I'd go quite mad if you had to flee again, a madness I don't know if I can escape from.”

She slips on a white nightgown from the drawer, removing the tie to her dreads and letting them cascade down to her lower back, some strands fading into greys with age and coiled in silver jewelry, having spent years maintaining and growing them out "There won't ever be an 'again', rest assured my love, you won't go mad as long as I can help it.." Though that last part has a humorous quip as she removes the rest of her jewelry, she means it, with her entire being.

Alcina purred at the quip, she felt many emotions threaten to pull her down and throw her around like a ship in a storm. “Good.” She replied huskily, sighing with relief. She watched Inéz take out her hair, her heart fluttering happily.

Her fingers knead into the sheets almost cat-like, claws flexing with each motion, save for her left arm that had nerve damage and could no longer sheathe them back in. Another routine habit that she seemed to have gained before falling asleep every night and when she didn't know what to do with her hands. The witch curls her legs in on herself and allows her mate to almost completely envelope her entire body, an odd feeling to someone almost 7ft tall, fighting back a giggle at the ticklish feeling of Alcina's face in her sensitve neck, but frowns all the same " I know..but it's not my safety that I worry for.."

" Meu tesouro, how I've missed you.." Inéz's melodious voice calls to greet her mate from within the doorway, slightly trembling with emotion, as it seemed she had been away for some time with one too many nights away from her family, their family. It had been for their own safety, without her and their child present Miranda had no reason to bring harm to them, but against the witches better judgement she couldn't bear it any longer and returned to them, she couldn't leave her wife and three girls alone with that monster, couldn't continue to put her youngest into danger, couldn't be left alone again to run away from their fears..

Inéz laughs, a growling undertone that echoes in her throat, only her beloved would compare her to the aging of wine, but she finds it endearing all the same "Always so sappy - I swear I'll go soft as long as you continue to spoil me with your compliments.." her teasing relentless, but lets up as she leans in to kiss her once more and nuzzle her face into the crook of her neck "Obrigada, meu amor..I do appreciate you always taking the time to make me feel beautiful. " She would never understand it, and had always grown up with the 'what you see is what you get' type of attitude, but someone as stunning as Alcina seeing beauty in her, was definitely a confidence booster.

Alcina poked out her tongue playfully, a behaviour she's sure she learned from Daniela at one point, but when Inéz kissed her and nuzzled against her, Alcina's cheekiness subsided. “Of course. I swear, sometimes I learn or relearn things from Daniela by accident, cheekiness is one such thing I've relearned. But teasing aside... I mean it, dragul meu partener, you are beautiful.” She nuzzled back, affectionately. “And I want you to know how beautiful you are to me.”

"If they're not awake then I don't wish to disturb them..besides, I'd be lying if I said I wasn't afraid of leaving our hatchling alone, especially in the girls weakened states..they wouldn't be able to protect her and I don't want them to suffer more than they already have.." she sighed, knowing without her mate having to tell her, it would only make sense that Miranda had hurt them as well in order to try getting answers out of Alcina.

“That's fair. Though the girls should feel better by tonight, as their room is beyond warm and there's plenty of honey cakes and maidens in there for them to eat to gather strength. I may have gotten the worst of it but Miranda opened the window near the girls to psychologically torment me. It worked, I almost forced my mutation which would have ended in me being punished even more. Their cries, Inéz... Their cries, their pleas... They were helpless... I was helpless... Miranda has not a single drop of humanity within her body. I feel Moreau is more human than she ever will be.”

" I know minha querida, I know..but there's two of us again, I'm not going anywhere, and I will never allow her to hurt them or you ever again.." Inéz cooed reassuringly, cupping Alcina's face in her rough hands and caressing her cheek with her thumb to help calm her down " Soon we will put this all behind us forever, she'll feel the pain of everyone she's ever laid her hands on down to the very last lycan.. " the witch swears.

Alcina's face smoothened as best as her weathered face could, and she's leaning into Inéz's touch, she sighed happily that Inéz is back. “Good. I look forward to it.” She grumbled, happily thinking of Inéz and her tearing Miranda apart. To have them both safe, them both home, made Alcina feel more relaxed. She tucked Gwen in, taking off her dress and putting on her nightgown, before laying on the mattress, behind Gwen. She watched Inéz with a gaze full of love as her mate looked around their room. “I intend to make sure you never have to leave out of fear again. I... I cannot allow it. I think I'd go quite mad if you had to flee again, a madness I don't know if I can escape from.”

She slips on a white nightgown from the drawer, removing the tie to her dreads and letting them cascade down to her lower back, some strands fading into greys with age and coiled in silver jewelry, having spent years maintaining and growing them out "There won't ever be an 'again', rest assured my love, you won't go mad as long as I can help it.." Though that last part has a humorous quip as she removes the rest of her jewelry, she means it, with her entire being.

" Meu tesouro, how I've missed you.." Inéz's melodious voice calls to greet her mate from within the doorway, slightly trembling with emotion, as it seemed she had been away for some time with one too many nights away from her family, their family. It had been for their own safety, without her and their child present Miranda had no reason to bring harm to them, but against the witches better judgement she couldn't bear it any longer and returned to them, she couldn't leave her wife and three girls alone with that monster, couldn't continue to put her youngest into danger, couldn't be left alone again to run away from their fears..

Inéz laughs, a growling undertone that echoes in her throat, only her beloved would compare her to the aging of wine, but she finds it endearing all the same "Always so sappy - I swear I'll go soft as long as you continue to spoil me with your compliments.." her teasing relentless, but lets up as she leans in to kiss her once more and nuzzle her face into the crook of her neck "Obrigada, meu amor..I do appreciate you always taking the time to make me feel beautiful. " She would never understand it, and had always grown up with the 'what you see is what you get' type of attitude, but someone as stunning as Alcina seeing beauty in her, was definitely a confidence booster.

Alcina poked out her tongue playfully, a behaviour she's sure she learned from Daniela at one point, but when Inéz kissed her and nuzzled against her, Alcina's cheekiness subsided. “Of course. I swear, sometimes I learn or relearn things from Daniela by accident, cheekiness is one such thing I've relearned. But teasing aside... I mean it, dragul meu partener, you are beautiful.” She nuzzled back, affectionately. “And I want you to know how beautiful you are to me.”

"If they're not awake then I don't wish to disturb them..besides, I'd be lying if I said I wasn't afraid of leaving our hatchling alone, especially in the girls weakened states..they wouldn't be able to protect her and I don't want them to suffer more than they already have.." she sighed, knowing without her mate having to tell her, it would only make sense that Miranda had hurt them as well in order to try getting answers out of Alcina.

“That's fair. Though the girls should feel better by tonight, as their room is beyond warm and there's plenty of honey cakes and maidens in there for them to eat to gather strength. I may have gotten the worst of it but Miranda opened the window near the girls to psychologically torment me. It worked, I almost forced my mutation which would have ended in me being punished even more. Their cries, Inéz... Their cries, their pleas... They were helpless... I was helpless... Miranda has not a single drop of humanity within her body. I feel Moreau is more human than she ever will be.”

" I know minha querida, I know..but there's two of us again, I'm not going anywhere, and I will never allow her to hurt them or you ever again.." Inéz cooed reassuringly, cupping Alcina's face in her rough hands and caressing her cheek with her thumb to help calm her down " Soon we will put this all behind us forever, she'll feel the pain of everyone she's ever laid her hands on down to the very last lycan.. " the witch swears.

" Meu tesouro, how I've missed you.." Inéz's melodious voice calls to greet her mate from within the doorway, slightly trembling with emotion, as it seemed she had been away for some time with one too many nights away from her family, their family. It had been for their own safety, without her and their child present Miranda had no reason to bring harm to them, but against the witches better judgement she couldn't bear it any longer and returned to them, she couldn't leave her wife and three girls alone with that monster, couldn't continue to put her youngest into danger, couldn't be left alone again to run away from their fears..

Inéz laughs, a growling undertone that echoes in her throat, only her beloved would compare her to the aging of wine, but she finds it endearing all the same "Always so sappy - I swear I'll go soft as long as you continue to spoil me with your compliments.." her teasing relentless, but lets up as she leans in to kiss her once more and nuzzle her face into the crook of her neck "Obrigada, meu amor..I do appreciate you always taking the time to make me feel beautiful. " She would never understand it, and had always grown up with the 'what you see is what you get' type of attitude, but someone as stunning as Alcina seeing beauty in her, was definitely a confidence booster.

Alcina poked out her tongue playfully, a behaviour she's sure she learned from Daniela at one point, but when Inéz kissed her and nuzzled against her, Alcina's cheekiness subsided. “Of course. I swear, sometimes I learn or relearn things from Daniela by accident, cheekiness is one such thing I've relearned. But teasing aside... I mean it, dragul meu partener, you are beautiful.” She nuzzled back, affectionately. “And I want you to know how beautiful you are to me.”

"If they're not awake then I don't wish to disturb them..besides, I'd be lying if I said I wasn't afraid of leaving our hatchling alone, especially in the girls weakened states..they wouldn't be able to protect her and I don't want them to suffer more than they already have.." she sighed, knowing without her mate having to tell her, it would only make sense that Miranda had hurt them as well in order to try getting answers out of Alcina.

" Meu tesouro, how I've missed you.." Inéz's melodious voice calls to greet her mate from within the doorway, slightly trembling with emotion, as it seemed she had been away for some time with one too many nights away from her family, their family. It had been for their own safety, without her and their child present Miranda had no reason to bring harm to them, but against the witches better judgement she couldn't bear it any longer and returned to them, she couldn't leave her wife and three girls alone with that monster, couldn't continue to put her youngest into danger, couldn't be left alone again to run away from their fears..

Inéz laughs, a growling undertone that echoes in her throat, only her beloved would compare her to the aging of wine, but she finds it endearing all the same "Always so sappy - I swear I'll go soft as long as you continue to spoil me with your compliments.." her teasing relentless, but lets up as she leans in to kiss her once more and nuzzle her face into the crook of her neck "Obrigada, meu amor..I do appreciate you always taking the time to make me feel beautiful. " She would never understand it, and had always grown up with the 'what you see is what you get' type of attitude, but someone as stunning as Alcina seeing beauty in her, was definitely a confidence booster.

" Meu tesouro, how I've missed you.." Inéz's melodious voice calls to greet her mate from within the doorway, slightly trembling with emotion, as it seemed she had been away for some time with one too many nights away from her family, their family. It had been for their own safety, without her and their child present Miranda had no reason to bring harm to them, but against the witches better judgement she couldn't bear it any longer and returned to them, she couldn't leave her wife and three girls alone with that monster, couldn't continue to put her youngest into danger, couldn't be left alone again to run away from their fears..

Inéz could only nod her head, feeling like she'd choke on her words if she dare speak, biting sharp fangs into her lip to keep her smile from wobbling pathetically as her own tears threatened to spill over. Truthfully the witch looked a second away from collapsing, almost gauntly thin compared to her once strong, sturdy form from spending months on end running until her paws had worn down and bled, making sure Genevieve had enough to sustain before even thinking of herself, many sleepless nights spent awake mumbling to herself in the dark as she would guard over their precious daughter with her life.

Alcina ran over to her, scooping her into her own arms, careful not to squish tiny Gwen in her arms as she kissed all over Inéz's face, as Alcina wept. “You look thin, draga mea.” She sobbed, seeing the cuts on Inéz's paws in a reflection from a nearby brass vase. “How is she? Genevieve? Miranda never came for her? Did she? Oh, beloved, I am so sorry...” She shook her head.

Despite her bone deep exhaustion and the sharp pain in her feet with every step, she laughs through her tears with pure joy she hadn't felt in months at every kiss to her face, wrapping her free arm around Alcina's neck and holding tightly as if she were her lifeline.

“I am glad. Glad that you're both alive. That you're both here again. How I've missed you both... And now you're both here. And that's all that matters.” She fussed over Inéz, overseeing the maids who worked in the infirmary as they set to dressing the wounds. She ordered another to go to the kitchen to get hot food for Inéz and hot milk for Gwen. The maid nodded and left.

She shivers at the contact to her bare skin, not used to anyone touching her in months, even in her weakened state she let's out a low warning growl that visibly startled one of the younger maids as her hands came too close to Genevieve, the five year old shifting, barely rousing from her much needed sleep as Inéz held her even tighter.

“Inéz, draga mea, it's ok.” Alcina gently tried to soothe her mate. She, herself, reached over for Gwen. “Please, I want to see her and you need to rest, to eat. To recover.” She's visibly worried for Inéz, it's evident on her face, in her stance, her voice. “She won't come. I will distract her for as long as I can if she ever comes here. She won't hurt you, I won't let her. These maids are your friends, but if they so much as hurt you or tell Miranda about you, I will eat them.” Their fear is evident.

She hesitates for a moment, visibly shrinking back as her mate reaches to Gwen, terrified that she would turn into black wings and dissappear with her baby in an instant. That is until her exhausted eyes take in every small detail of Alcina that she knows can't be errored out by a fraud, her smell, any slip ups in her voice - but it doesn't happen, her beloved is all warmth and sweet scented, so she finally gives in and slowly tucks their daughter into her mates arms with a gentleness she never lost.

Alcina's not hurt by Inéz's hesitation, she had expected it because it was Miranda they were speaking about. Mother fucking Miranda, dark Priestess, ruiner of lives. To see Inéz's gentleness having never left her fills Alcina with joy once more. She gazes softly upon Gwen's little face.

Genevieve let's out a soft grunt as she's passed over, brow furrowing slightly and stirring a bit in her arms before her golden eyes slowly blink open, her beloved mother she hasn't seen in so long being the first face she sees "..Mamă? Chiar ești aici? " The little dragon asks in her mothertongue, her little whisper rough with sleep as she smiles up at her, but it was short lived before she's realized it isn't a dream and shoots up to throw her arms around her neck and nuzzle her face into it "Mamă!" She cries out, beginning to weep.

“Da, copilul meu. Chiar sunt aici. I'm here...” She lowly spoke, nuzzling into Gwen's smaller face in a gentle, loving way. “Nu plânge, copilul meu. Don't cry. It's okay, you're okay.” She made soothing noises as she gently bounced Gwen up and down. She's worried about their small one, and she glanced at Inéz. “You're here, I'm here. We're together again.”

The little dragons body shook with sobs and hiccups until she exhausted herself and couldn't cry any longer, looking to her mothers gaze with her own matching, watery pair "Please don't make us go away again mamă..I want to be here, with you." she sniffles, putting her tiny hands on either side of her face as if she was afraid she'd vanish in an instant and wake up to find herself in a cold, abandoned bunker once more with her mother looking and acting strange.

“I'm not going anywhere. Not without you and not without Inéz. I promise.” She said, despite every cell in her body screaming that she might die for her betrayal. But for now, she intended to keep this promise. She gently nuzzled Gwen's face. “See? Still me, still here.” She's clearly worried for the both of them, what shit they had to face while on the run.

Her promise convinces Genevieve enough to calm down, wiping her eyes and even letting out a small purr as her mother nuzzles against her face "Ok, I trust you.." She lays her head in the crook of her neck, finding comfort in her scent and the feeling of being encased protectively, almost out of sight in her massive arms nearly lulling her to sleep once more "Where's Bela? Cassy? Dani?..Are they sleeping?" Gwen asks softly.

“They're okay. Just sleeping, yes.” Alcina nodded to Gwen's question. “The cold has made them need to sleep a bit more to heal...” from Miranda. She left this out. She had managed to take the brunt of it but Miranda had still managed to hurt the older girls. “I did what I could to protect them, and now I can do what I can to protect you too. You're not alone anymore.” This last sentence was directed at both her mate and their Gwen.

She appears disappointed to not be able to see them, but nods in understanding "Ok, I'll let them sleep then.." she mumbles, huddling closer into her mothers side as she's readjusted and slowly starts to drift off " Te iubesc mamă.." Gwen yawns, shutting her eyes once more.

“I'm sorry, copilul meu. When they wake up, then you can see them ok?” She promises, kissing Gwen's head, before she smiles at Inéz's words. Her girls, home again, her family no longer fractured. She's missed this, missed them. And she would rather go completely feral before she let her family be taken from her again.

"I'm sure the entire valley does, what with the chokehold she has upon its people.." the panthera-like mutant yawns, rubbing her sleep deprived eyes " We have the advantage of being on the inside of everything that goes on, but we lack in her cleverness, her omniscience..It won't be easy to take her down, she has eyes everywhere and if she knows I'm here she'll know we are planning something, but I feel we may have a chance if we strategize an ambush. " she pondered out loud while playing with one of her silver cuffed locs in her padded fingers, a nervous habit she's had for many years.

Alcina chuckled at Inéz's words, nodding, agreeing that the whole Village would want to kill Miranda, knowing that Heisenberg would all too happy to help them all by smashing that woman's head in.

Inéz arches a brow at their stares, before huffing and looking away as she pulls her shawl around herself even tighter, an embarrassed blush rising onto her own dark cheeks. Her mates jealously causes her to grin in amusement, she had missed moments like these in the castle "Is that it? or do you just enjoy employing pretty faces to look at all day?" the witch chuckled teasingly, kissing to her cheek.

Alcina pouted at being called out. She valued their work and their determination while also enjoyed their faces. “I am a vain creature.” She said in a low, playful whine. “But I do value these sisters.” She smiled as Inéz kissed her cheek. Having her mate back, having her home, made Alcina feel like nothing could go wrong even though it could quite possibly go oh so very wrong.

Her purring pitched in volume, almost a giggle as she teased her "Mhmm indeed you are~..but atleast you admit to it, but I can't say I disapprove. " she too had an appreciation for pretty things, you come to realize just how differently you're treated when the entire left side of your face has been permanently mangled.

Alcina smiled. “Though none's beauty compares to yours.” She's a vain creature but she loved Inéz to the point where she'd do her best to hold herself back from killing anyone who tried to make Inéz feel bad regarding appearances. “I love you more than I love being vain.” And that's a lot. Dragons do be vain.

Inéz shakes her head, prosthetic eye glinting in the light of the fire "You flatter me too much, minha vida..I am no longer a young beauty. I'm old, and scarred, but I suppose it was my charm that managed to captivate your heart." She chuckled softly, knowing how easily her teasing flustered her mate. The stares both in horror and disgust, the whispers and snide comments behind her back, she was long since desensitized to it all.

" Meu tesouro, how I've missed you.." Inéz's melodious voice calls to greet her mate from within the doorway, slightly trembling with emotion, as it seemed she had been away for some time with one too many nights away from her family, their family. It had been for their own safety, without her and their child present Miranda had no reason to bring harm to them, but against the witches better judgement she couldn't bear it any longer and returned to them, she couldn't leave her wife and three girls alone with that monster, couldn't continue to put her youngest into danger, couldn't be left alone again to run away from their fears..

Inéz could only nod her head, feeling like she'd choke on her words if she dare speak, biting sharp fangs into her lip to keep her smile from wobbling pathetically as her own tears threatened to spill over. Truthfully the witch looked a second away from collapsing, almost gauntly thin compared to her once strong, sturdy form from spending months on end running until her paws had worn down and bled, making sure Genevieve had enough to sustain before even thinking of herself, many sleepless nights spent awake mumbling to herself in the dark as she would guard over their precious daughter with her life.

Alcina ran over to her, scooping her into her own arms, careful not to squish tiny Gwen in her arms as she kissed all over Inéz's face, as Alcina wept. “You look thin, draga mea.” She sobbed, seeing the cuts on Inéz's paws in a reflection from a nearby brass vase. “How is she? Genevieve? Miranda never came for her? Did she? Oh, beloved, I am so sorry...” She shook her head.

Despite her bone deep exhaustion and the sharp pain in her feet with every step, she laughs through her tears with pure joy she hadn't felt in months at every kiss to her face, wrapping her free arm around Alcina's neck and holding tightly as if she were her lifeline.

“I am glad. Glad that you're both alive. That you're both here again. How I've missed you both... And now you're both here. And that's all that matters.” She fussed over Inéz, overseeing the maids who worked in the infirmary as they set to dressing the wounds. She ordered another to go to the kitchen to get hot food for Inéz and hot milk for Gwen. The maid nodded and left.

She shivers at the contact to her bare skin, not used to anyone touching her in months, even in her weakened state she let's out a low warning growl that visibly startled one of the younger maids as her hands came too close to Genevieve, the five year old shifting, barely rousing from her much needed sleep as Inéz held her even tighter.

“Inéz, draga mea, it's ok.” Alcina gently tried to soothe her mate. She, herself, reached over for Gwen. “Please, I want to see her and you need to rest, to eat. To recover.” She's visibly worried for Inéz, it's evident on her face, in her stance, her voice. “She won't come. I will distract her for as long as I can if she ever comes here. She won't hurt you, I won't let her. These maids are your friends, but if they so much as hurt you or tell Miranda about you, I will eat them.” Their fear is evident.

She hesitates for a moment, visibly shrinking back as her mate reaches to Gwen, terrified that she would turn into black wings and dissappear with her baby in an instant. That is until her exhausted eyes take in every small detail of Alcina that she knows can't be errored out by a fraud, her smell, any slip ups in her voice - but it doesn't happen, her beloved is all warmth and sweet scented, so she finally gives in and slowly tucks their daughter into her mates arms with a gentleness she never lost.

Alcina's not hurt by Inéz's hesitation, she had expected it because it was Miranda they were speaking about. Mother fucking Miranda, dark Priestess, ruiner of lives. To see Inéz's gentleness having never left her fills Alcina with joy once more. She gazes softly upon Gwen's little face.

Genevieve let's out a soft grunt as she's passed over, brow furrowing slightly and stirring a bit in her arms before her golden eyes slowly blink open, her beloved mother she hasn't seen in so long being the first face she sees "..Mamă? Chiar ești aici? " The little dragon asks in her mothertongue, her little whisper rough with sleep as she smiles up at her, but it was short lived before she's realized it isn't a dream and shoots up to throw her arms around her neck and nuzzle her face into it "Mamă!" She cries out, beginning to weep.

“Da, copilul meu. Chiar sunt aici. I'm here...” She lowly spoke, nuzzling into Gwen's smaller face in a gentle, loving way. “Nu plânge, copilul meu. Don't cry. It's okay, you're okay.” She made soothing noises as she gently bounced Gwen up and down. She's worried about their small one, and she glanced at Inéz. “You're here, I'm here. We're together again.”

The little dragons body shook with sobs and hiccups until she exhausted herself and couldn't cry any longer, looking to her mothers gaze with her own matching, watery pair "Please don't make us go away again mamă..I want to be here, with you." she sniffles, putting her tiny hands on either side of her face as if she was afraid she'd vanish in an instant and wake up to find herself in a cold, abandoned bunker once more with her mother looking and acting strange.

“I'm not going anywhere. Not without you and not without Inéz. I promise.” She said, despite every cell in her body screaming that she might die for her betrayal. But for now, she intended to keep this promise. She gently nuzzled Gwen's face. “See? Still me, still here.” She's clearly worried for the both of them, what shit they had to face while on the run.

Her promise convinces Genevieve enough to calm down, wiping her eyes and even letting out a small purr as her mother nuzzles against her face "Ok, I trust you.." She lays her head in the crook of her neck, finding comfort in her scent and the feeling of being encased protectively, almost out of sight in her massive arms nearly lulling her to sleep once more "Where's Bela? Cassy? Dani?..Are they sleeping?" Gwen asks softly.

“They're okay. Just sleeping, yes.” Alcina nodded to Gwen's question. “The cold has made them need to sleep a bit more to heal...” from Miranda. She left this out. She had managed to take the brunt of it but Miranda had still managed to hurt the older girls. “I did what I could to protect them, and now I can do what I can to protect you too. You're not alone anymore.” This last sentence was directed at both her mate and their Gwen.

She appears disappointed to not be able to see them, but nods in understanding "Ok, I'll let them sleep then.." she mumbles, huddling closer into her mothers side as she's readjusted and slowly starts to drift off " Te iubesc mamă.." Gwen yawns, shutting her eyes once more.

“I'm sorry, copilul meu. When they wake up, then you can see them ok?” She promises, kissing Gwen's head, before she smiles at Inéz's words. Her girls, home again, her family no longer fractured. She's missed this, missed them. And she would rather go completely feral before she let her family be taken from her again.

"I'm sure the entire valley does, what with the chokehold she has upon its people.." the panthera-like mutant yawns, rubbing her sleep deprived eyes " We have the advantage of being on the inside of everything that goes on, but we lack in her cleverness, her omniscience..It won't be easy to take her down, she has eyes everywhere and if she knows I'm here she'll know we are planning something, but I feel we may have a chance if we strategize an ambush. " she pondered out loud while playing with one of her silver cuffed locs in her padded fingers, a nervous habit she's had for many years.

Alcina chuckled at Inéz's words, nodding, agreeing that the whole Village would want to kill Miranda, knowing that Heisenberg would all too happy to help them all by smashing that woman's head in.

Inéz arches a brow at their stares, before huffing and looking away as she pulls her shawl around herself even tighter, an embarrassed blush rising onto her own dark cheeks. Her mates jealously causes her to grin in amusement, she had missed moments like these in the castle "Is that it? or do you just enjoy employing pretty faces to look at all day?" the witch chuckled teasingly, kissing to her cheek.

Alcina pouted at being called out. She valued their work and their determination while also enjoyed their faces. “I am a vain creature.” She said in a low, playful whine. “But I do value these sisters.” She smiled as Inéz kissed her cheek. Having her mate back, having her home, made Alcina feel like nothing could go wrong even though it could quite possibly go oh so very wrong.

Her purring pitched in volume, almost a giggle as she teased her "Mhmm indeed you are~..but atleast you admit to it, but I can't say I disapprove. " she too had an appreciation for pretty things, you come to realize just how differently you're treated when the entire left side of your face has been permanently mangled.

" Meu tesouro, how I've missed you.." Inéz's melodious voice calls to greet her mate from within the doorway, slightly trembling with emotion, as it seemed she had been away for some time with one too many nights away from her family, their family. It had been for their own safety, without her and their child present Miranda had no reason to bring harm to them, but against the witches better judgement she couldn't bear it any longer and returned to them, she couldn't leave her wife and three girls alone with that monster, couldn't continue to put her youngest into danger, couldn't be left alone again to run away from their fears..

Inéz could only nod her head, feeling like she'd choke on her words if she dare speak, biting sharp fangs into her lip to keep her smile from wobbling pathetically as her own tears threatened to spill over. Truthfully the witch looked a second away from collapsing, almost gauntly thin compared to her once strong, sturdy form from spending months on end running until her paws had worn down and bled, making sure Genevieve had enough to sustain before even thinking of herself, many sleepless nights spent awake mumbling to herself in the dark as she would guard over their precious daughter with her life.

Alcina ran over to her, scooping her into her own arms, careful not to squish tiny Gwen in her arms as she kissed all over Inéz's face, as Alcina wept. “You look thin, draga mea.” She sobbed, seeing the cuts on Inéz's paws in a reflection from a nearby brass vase. “How is she? Genevieve? Miranda never came for her? Did she? Oh, beloved, I am so sorry...” She shook her head.

Despite her bone deep exhaustion and the sharp pain in her feet with every step, she laughs through her tears with pure joy she hadn't felt in months at every kiss to her face, wrapping her free arm around Alcina's neck and holding tightly as if she were her lifeline.

“I am glad. Glad that you're both alive. That you're both here again. How I've missed you both... And now you're both here. And that's all that matters.” She fussed over Inéz, overseeing the maids who worked in the infirmary as they set to dressing the wounds. She ordered another to go to the kitchen to get hot food for Inéz and hot milk for Gwen. The maid nodded and left.

She shivers at the contact to her bare skin, not used to anyone touching her in months, even in her weakened state she let's out a low warning growl that visibly startled one of the younger maids as her hands came too close to Genevieve, the five year old shifting, barely rousing from her much needed sleep as Inéz held her even tighter.

“Inéz, draga mea, it's ok.” Alcina gently tried to soothe her mate. She, herself, reached over for Gwen. “Please, I want to see her and you need to rest, to eat. To recover.” She's visibly worried for Inéz, it's evident on her face, in her stance, her voice. “She won't come. I will distract her for as long as I can if she ever comes here. She won't hurt you, I won't let her. These maids are your friends, but if they so much as hurt you or tell Miranda about you, I will eat them.” Their fear is evident.

She hesitates for a moment, visibly shrinking back as her mate reaches to Gwen, terrified that she would turn into black wings and dissappear with her baby in an instant. That is until her exhausted eyes take in every small detail of Alcina that she knows can't be errored out by a fraud, her smell, any slip ups in her voice - but it doesn't happen, her beloved is all warmth and sweet scented, so she finally gives in and slowly tucks their daughter into her mates arms with a gentleness she never lost.

Alcina's not hurt by Inéz's hesitation, she had expected it because it was Miranda they were speaking about. Mother fucking Miranda, dark Priestess, ruiner of lives. To see Inéz's gentleness having never left her fills Alcina with joy once more. She gazes softly upon Gwen's little face.

Genevieve let's out a soft grunt as she's passed over, brow furrowing slightly and stirring a bit in her arms before her golden eyes slowly blink open, her beloved mother she hasn't seen in so long being the first face she sees "..Mamă? Chiar ești aici? " The little dragon asks in her mothertongue, her little whisper rough with sleep as she smiles up at her, but it was short lived before she's realized it isn't a dream and shoots up to throw her arms around her neck and nuzzle her face into it "Mamă!" She cries out, beginning to weep.

“Da, copilul meu. Chiar sunt aici. I'm here...” She lowly spoke, nuzzling into Gwen's smaller face in a gentle, loving way. “Nu plânge, copilul meu. Don't cry. It's okay, you're okay.” She made soothing noises as she gently bounced Gwen up and down. She's worried about their small one, and she glanced at Inéz. “You're here, I'm here. We're together again.”

The little dragons body shook with sobs and hiccups until she exhausted herself and couldn't cry any longer, looking to her mothers gaze with her own matching, watery pair "Please don't make us go away again mamă..I want to be here, with you." she sniffles, putting her tiny hands on either side of her face as if she was afraid she'd vanish in an instant and wake up to find herself in a cold, abandoned bunker once more with her mother looking and acting strange.

“I'm not going anywhere. Not without you and not without Inéz. I promise.” She said, despite every cell in her body screaming that she might die for her betrayal. But for now, she intended to keep this promise. She gently nuzzled Gwen's face. “See? Still me, still here.” She's clearly worried for the both of them, what shit they had to face while on the run.

Her promise convinces Genevieve enough to calm down, wiping her eyes and even letting out a small purr as her mother nuzzles against her face "Ok, I trust you.." She lays her head in the crook of her neck, finding comfort in her scent and the feeling of being encased protectively, almost out of sight in her massive arms nearly lulling her to sleep once more "Where's Bela? Cassy? Dani?..Are they sleeping?" Gwen asks softly.

“They're okay. Just sleeping, yes.” Alcina nodded to Gwen's question. “The cold has made them need to sleep a bit more to heal...” from Miranda. She left this out. She had managed to take the brunt of it but Miranda had still managed to hurt the older girls. “I did what I could to protect them, and now I can do what I can to protect you too. You're not alone anymore.” This last sentence was directed at both her mate and their Gwen.

She appears disappointed to not be able to see them, but nods in understanding "Ok, I'll let them sleep then.." she mumbles, huddling closer into her mothers side as she's readjusted and slowly starts to drift off " Te iubesc mamă.." Gwen yawns, shutting her eyes once more.

“I'm sorry, copilul meu. When they wake up, then you can see them ok?” She promises, kissing Gwen's head, before she smiles at Inéz's words. Her girls, home again, her family no longer fractured. She's missed this, missed them. And she would rather go completely feral before she let her family be taken from her again.

"I'm sure the entire valley does, what with the chokehold she has upon its people.." the panthera-like mutant yawns, rubbing her sleep deprived eyes " We have the advantage of being on the inside of everything that goes on, but we lack in her cleverness, her omniscience..It won't be easy to take her down, she has eyes everywhere and if she knows I'm here she'll know we are planning something, but I feel we may have a chance if we strategize an ambush. " she pondered out loud while playing with one of her silver cuffed locs in her padded fingers, a nervous habit she's had for many years.

Alcina chuckled at Inéz's words, nodding, agreeing that the whole Village would want to kill Miranda, knowing that Heisenberg would all too happy to help them all by smashing that woman's head in.

Inéz arches a brow at their stares, before huffing and looking away as she pulls her shawl around herself even tighter, an embarrassed blush rising onto her own dark cheeks. Her mates jealously causes her to grin in amusement, she had missed moments like these in the castle "Is that it? or do you just enjoy employing pretty faces to look at all day?" the witch chuckled teasingly, kissing to her cheek.

" Meu tesouro, how I've missed you.." Inéz's melodious voice calls to greet her mate from within the doorway, slightly trembling with emotion, as it seemed she had been away for some time with one too many nights away from her family, their family. It had been for their own safety, without her and their child present Miranda had no reason to bring harm to them, but against the witches better judgement she couldn't bear it any longer and returned to them, she couldn't leave her wife and three girls alone with that monster, couldn't continue to put her youngest into danger, couldn't be left alone again to run away from their fears..

Inéz could only nod her head, feeling like she'd choke on her words if she dare speak, biting sharp fangs into her lip to keep her smile from wobbling pathetically as her own tears threatened to spill over. Truthfully the witch looked a second away from collapsing, almost gauntly thin compared to her once strong, sturdy form from spending months on end running until her paws had worn down and bled, making sure Genevieve had enough to sustain before even thinking of herself, many sleepless nights spent awake mumbling to herself in the dark as she would guard over their precious daughter with her life.

Alcina ran over to her, scooping her into her own arms, careful not to squish tiny Gwen in her arms as she kissed all over Inéz's face, as Alcina wept. “You look thin, draga mea.” She sobbed, seeing the cuts on Inéz's paws in a reflection from a nearby brass vase. “How is she? Genevieve? Miranda never came for her? Did she? Oh, beloved, I am so sorry...” She shook her head.

Despite her bone deep exhaustion and the sharp pain in her feet with every step, she laughs through her tears with pure joy she hadn't felt in months at every kiss to her face, wrapping her free arm around Alcina's neck and holding tightly as if she were her lifeline.

“I am glad. Glad that you're both alive. That you're both here again. How I've missed you both... And now you're both here. And that's all that matters.” She fussed over Inéz, overseeing the maids who worked in the infirmary as they set to dressing the wounds. She ordered another to go to the kitchen to get hot food for Inéz and hot milk for Gwen. The maid nodded and left.

She shivers at the contact to her bare skin, not used to anyone touching her in months, even in her weakened state she let's out a low warning growl that visibly startled one of the younger maids as her hands came too close to Genevieve, the five year old shifting, barely rousing from her much needed sleep as Inéz held her even tighter.

“Inéz, draga mea, it's ok.” Alcina gently tried to soothe her mate. She, herself, reached over for Gwen. “Please, I want to see her and you need to rest, to eat. To recover.” She's visibly worried for Inéz, it's evident on her face, in her stance, her voice. “She won't come. I will distract her for as long as I can if she ever comes here. She won't hurt you, I won't let her. These maids are your friends, but if they so much as hurt you or tell Miranda about you, I will eat them.” Their fear is evident.

She hesitates for a moment, visibly shrinking back as her mate reaches to Gwen, terrified that she would turn into black wings and dissappear with her baby in an instant. That is until her exhausted eyes take in every small detail of Alcina that she knows can't be errored out by a fraud, her smell, any slip ups in her voice - but it doesn't happen, her beloved is all warmth and sweet scented, so she finally gives in and slowly tucks their daughter into her mates arms with a gentleness she never lost.

Alcina's not hurt by Inéz's hesitation, she had expected it because it was Miranda they were speaking about. Mother fucking Miranda, dark Priestess, ruiner of lives. To see Inéz's gentleness having never left her fills Alcina with joy once more. She gazes softly upon Gwen's little face.

Genevieve let's out a soft grunt as she's passed over, brow furrowing slightly and stirring a bit in her arms before her golden eyes slowly blink open, her beloved mother she hasn't seen in so long being the first face she sees "..Mamă? Chiar ești aici? " The little dragon asks in her mothertongue, her little whisper rough with sleep as she smiles up at her, but it was short lived before she's realized it isn't a dream and shoots up to throw her arms around her neck and nuzzle her face into it "Mamă!" She cries out, beginning to weep.

“Da, copilul meu. Chiar sunt aici. I'm here...” She lowly spoke, nuzzling into Gwen's smaller face in a gentle, loving way. “Nu plânge, copilul meu. Don't cry. It's okay, you're okay.” She made soothing noises as she gently bounced Gwen up and down. She's worried about their small one, and she glanced at Inéz. “You're here, I'm here. We're together again.”

The little dragons body shook with sobs and hiccups until she exhausted herself and couldn't cry any longer, looking to her mothers gaze with her own matching, watery pair "Please don't make us go away again mamă..I want to be here, with you." she sniffles, putting her tiny hands on either side of her face as if she was afraid she'd vanish in an instant and wake up to find herself in a cold, abandoned bunker once more with her mother looking and acting strange.

“I'm not going anywhere. Not without you and not without Inéz. I promise.” She said, despite every cell in her body screaming that she might die for her betrayal. But for now, she intended to keep this promise. She gently nuzzled Gwen's face. “See? Still me, still here.” She's clearly worried for the both of them, what shit they had to face while on the run.

Her promise convinces Genevieve enough to calm down, wiping her eyes and even letting out a small purr as her mother nuzzles against her face "Ok, I trust you.." She lays her head in the crook of her neck, finding comfort in her scent and the feeling of being encased protectively, almost out of sight in her massive arms nearly lulling her to sleep once more "Where's Bela? Cassy? Dani?..Are they sleeping?" Gwen asks softly.

“They're okay. Just sleeping, yes.” Alcina nodded to Gwen's question. “The cold has made them need to sleep a bit more to heal...” from Miranda. She left this out. She had managed to take the brunt of it but Miranda had still managed to hurt the older girls. “I did what I could to protect them, and now I can do what I can to protect you too. You're not alone anymore.” This last sentence was directed at both her mate and their Gwen.

She appears disappointed to not be able to see them, but nods in understanding "Ok, I'll let them sleep then.." she mumbles, huddling closer into her mothers side as she's readjusted and slowly starts to drift off " Te iubesc mamă.." Gwen yawns, shutting her eyes once more.

“I'm sorry, copilul meu. When they wake up, then you can see them ok?” She promises, kissing Gwen's head, before she smiles at Inéz's words. Her girls, home again, her family no longer fractured. She's missed this, missed them. And she would rather go completely feral before she let her family be taken from her again.

"I'm sure the entire valley does, what with the chokehold she has upon its people.." the panthera-like mutant yawns, rubbing her sleep deprived eyes " We have the advantage of being on the inside of everything that goes on, but we lack in her cleverness, her omniscience..It won't be easy to take her down, she has eyes everywhere and if she knows I'm here she'll know we are planning something, but I feel we may have a chance if we strategize an ambush. " she pondered out loud while playing with one of her silver cuffed locs in her padded fingers, a nervous habit she's had for many years.

" Meu tesouro, how I've missed you.." Inéz's melodious voice calls to greet her mate from within the doorway, slightly trembling with emotion, as it seemed she had been away for some time with one too many nights away from her family, their family. It had been for their own safety, without her and their child present Miranda had no reason to bring harm to them, but against the witches better judgement she couldn't bear it any longer and returned to them, she couldn't leave her wife and three girls alone with that monster, couldn't continue to put her youngest into danger, couldn't be left alone again to run away from their fears..

Inéz could only nod her head, feeling like she'd choke on her words if she dare speak, biting sharp fangs into her lip to keep her smile from wobbling pathetically as her own tears threatened to spill over. Truthfully the witch looked a second away from collapsing, almost gauntly thin compared to her once strong, sturdy form from spending months on end running until her paws had worn down and bled, making sure Genevieve had enough to sustain before even thinking of herself, many sleepless nights spent awake mumbling to herself in the dark as she would guard over their precious daughter with her life.

Alcina ran over to her, scooping her into her own arms, careful not to squish tiny Gwen in her arms as she kissed all over Inéz's face, as Alcina wept. “You look thin, draga mea.” She sobbed, seeing the cuts on Inéz's paws in a reflection from a nearby brass vase. “How is she? Genevieve? Miranda never came for her? Did she? Oh, beloved, I am so sorry...” She shook her head.

Despite her bone deep exhaustion and the sharp pain in her feet with every step, she laughs through her tears with pure joy she hadn't felt in months at every kiss to her face, wrapping her free arm around Alcina's neck and holding tightly as if she were her lifeline.

“I am glad. Glad that you're both alive. That you're both here again. How I've missed you both... And now you're both here. And that's all that matters.” She fussed over Inéz, overseeing the maids who worked in the infirmary as they set to dressing the wounds. She ordered another to go to the kitchen to get hot food for Inéz and hot milk for Gwen. The maid nodded and left.

She shivers at the contact to her bare skin, not used to anyone touching her in months, even in her weakened state she let's out a low warning growl that visibly startled one of the younger maids as her hands came too close to Genevieve, the five year old shifting, barely rousing from her much needed sleep as Inéz held her even tighter.

“Inéz, draga mea, it's ok.” Alcina gently tried to soothe her mate. She, herself, reached over for Gwen. “Please, I want to see her and you need to rest, to eat. To recover.” She's visibly worried for Inéz, it's evident on her face, in her stance, her voice. “She won't come. I will distract her for as long as I can if she ever comes here. She won't hurt you, I won't let her. These maids are your friends, but if they so much as hurt you or tell Miranda about you, I will eat them.” Their fear is evident.

She hesitates for a moment, visibly shrinking back as her mate reaches to Gwen, terrified that she would turn into black wings and dissappear with her baby in an instant. That is until her exhausted eyes take in every small detail of Alcina that she knows can't be errored out by a fraud, her smell, any slip ups in her voice - but it doesn't happen, her beloved is all warmth and sweet scented, so she finally gives in and slowly tucks their daughter into her mates arms with a gentleness she never lost.

Alcina's not hurt by Inéz's hesitation, she had expected it because it was Miranda they were speaking about. Mother fucking Miranda, dark Priestess, ruiner of lives. To see Inéz's gentleness having never left her fills Alcina with joy once more. She gazes softly upon Gwen's little face.

Genevieve let's out a soft grunt as she's passed over, brow furrowing slightly and stirring a bit in her arms before her golden eyes slowly blink open, her beloved mother she hasn't seen in so long being the first face she sees "..Mamă? Chiar ești aici? " The little dragon asks in her mothertongue, her little whisper rough with sleep as she smiles up at her, but it was short lived before she's realized it isn't a dream and shoots up to throw her arms around her neck and nuzzle her face into it "Mamă!" She cries out, beginning to weep.

“Da, copilul meu. Chiar sunt aici. I'm here...” She lowly spoke, nuzzling into Gwen's smaller face in a gentle, loving way. “Nu plânge, copilul meu. Don't cry. It's okay, you're okay.” She made soothing noises as she gently bounced Gwen up and down. She's worried about their small one, and she glanced at Inéz. “You're here, I'm here. We're together again.”

The little dragons body shook with sobs and hiccups until she exhausted herself and couldn't cry any longer, looking to her mothers gaze with her own matching, watery pair "Please don't make us go away again mamă..I want to be here, with you." she sniffles, putting her tiny hands on either side of her face as if she was afraid she'd vanish in an instant and wake up to find herself in a cold, abandoned bunker once more with her mother looking and acting strange.

“I'm not going anywhere. Not without you and not without Inéz. I promise.” She said, despite every cell in her body screaming that she might die for her betrayal. But for now, she intended to keep this promise. She gently nuzzled Gwen's face. “See? Still me, still here.” She's clearly worried for the both of them, what shit they had to face while on the run.

Her promise convinces Genevieve enough to calm down, wiping her eyes and even letting out a small purr as her mother nuzzles against her face "Ok, I trust you.." She lays her head in the crook of her neck, finding comfort in her scent and the feeling of being encased protectively, almost out of sight in her massive arms nearly lulling her to sleep once more "Where's Bela? Cassy? Dani?..Are they sleeping?" Gwen asks softly.

“They're okay. Just sleeping, yes.” Alcina nodded to Gwen's question. “The cold has made them need to sleep a bit more to heal...” from Miranda. She left this out. She had managed to take the brunt of it but Miranda had still managed to hurt the older girls. “I did what I could to protect them, and now I can do what I can to protect you too. You're not alone anymore.” This last sentence was directed at both her mate and their Gwen.

She appears disappointed to not be able to see them, but nods in understanding "Ok, I'll let them sleep then.." she mumbles, huddling closer into her mothers side as she's readjusted and slowly starts to drift off " Te iubesc mamă.." Gwen yawns, shutting her eyes once more.

" Meu tesouro, how I've missed you.." Inéz's melodious voice calls to greet her mate from within the doorway, slightly trembling with emotion, as it seemed she had been away for some time with one too many nights away from her family, their family. It had been for their own safety, without her and their child present Miranda had no reason to bring harm to them, but against the witches better judgement she couldn't bear it any longer and returned to them, she couldn't leave her wife and three girls alone with that monster, couldn't continue to put her youngest into danger, couldn't be left alone again to run away from their fears..

Inéz could only nod her head, feeling like she'd choke on her words if she dare speak, biting sharp fangs into her lip to keep her smile from wobbling pathetically as her own tears threatened to spill over. Truthfully the witch looked a second away from collapsing, almost gauntly thin compared to her once strong, sturdy form from spending months on end running until her paws had worn down and bled, making sure Genevieve had enough to sustain before even thinking of herself, many sleepless nights spent awake mumbling to herself in the dark as she would guard over their precious daughter with her life.

Alcina ran over to her, scooping her into her own arms, careful not to squish tiny Gwen in her arms as she kissed all over Inéz's face, as Alcina wept. “You look thin, draga mea.” She sobbed, seeing the cuts on Inéz's paws in a reflection from a nearby brass vase. “How is she? Genevieve? Miranda never came for her? Did she? Oh, beloved, I am so sorry...” She shook her head.

Despite her bone deep exhaustion and the sharp pain in her feet with every step, she laughs through her tears with pure joy she hadn't felt in months at every kiss to her face, wrapping her free arm around Alcina's neck and holding tightly as if she were her lifeline.

“I am glad. Glad that you're both alive. That you're both here again. How I've missed you both... And now you're both here. And that's all that matters.” She fussed over Inéz, overseeing the maids who worked in the infirmary as they set to dressing the wounds. She ordered another to go to the kitchen to get hot food for Inéz and hot milk for Gwen. The maid nodded and left.

She shivers at the contact to her bare skin, not used to anyone touching her in months, even in her weakened state she let's out a low warning growl that visibly startled one of the younger maids as her hands came too close to Genevieve, the five year old shifting, barely rousing from her much needed sleep as Inéz held her even tighter.

“Inéz, draga mea, it's ok.” Alcina gently tried to soothe her mate. She, herself, reached over for Gwen. “Please, I want to see her and you need to rest, to eat. To recover.” She's visibly worried for Inéz, it's evident on her face, in her stance, her voice. “She won't come. I will distract her for as long as I can if she ever comes here. She won't hurt you, I won't let her. These maids are your friends, but if they so much as hurt you or tell Miranda about you, I will eat them.” Their fear is evident.

She hesitates for a moment, visibly shrinking back as her mate reaches to Gwen, terrified that she would turn into black wings and dissappear with her baby in an instant. That is until her exhausted eyes take in every small detail of Alcina that she knows can't be errored out by a fraud, her smell, any slip ups in her voice - but it doesn't happen, her beloved is all warmth and sweet scented, so she finally gives in and slowly tucks their daughter into her mates arms with a gentleness she never lost.

Alcina's not hurt by Inéz's hesitation, she had expected it because it was Miranda they were speaking about. Mother fucking Miranda, dark Priestess, ruiner of lives. To see Inéz's gentleness having never left her fills Alcina with joy once more. She gazes softly upon Gwen's little face.

Genevieve let's out a soft grunt as she's passed over, brow furrowing slightly and stirring a bit in her arms before her golden eyes slowly blink open, her beloved mother she hasn't seen in so long being the first face she sees "..Mamă? Chiar ești aici? " The little dragon asks in her mothertongue, her little whisper rough with sleep as she smiles up at her, but it was short lived before she's realized it isn't a dream and shoots up to throw her arms around her neck and nuzzle her face into it "Mamă!" She cries out, beginning to weep.

“Da, copilul meu. Chiar sunt aici. I'm here...” She lowly spoke, nuzzling into Gwen's smaller face in a gentle, loving way. “Nu plânge, copilul meu. Don't cry. It's okay, you're okay.” She made soothing noises as she gently bounced Gwen up and down. She's worried about their small one, and she glanced at Inéz. “You're here, I'm here. We're together again.”

The little dragons body shook with sobs and hiccups until she exhausted herself and couldn't cry any longer, looking to her mothers gaze with her own matching, watery pair "Please don't make us go away again mamă..I want to be here, with you." she sniffles, putting her tiny hands on either side of her face as if she was afraid she'd vanish in an instant and wake up to find herself in a cold, abandoned bunker once more with her mother looking and acting strange.

“I'm not going anywhere. Not without you and not without Inéz. I promise.” She said, despite every cell in her body screaming that she might die for her betrayal. But for now, she intended to keep this promise. She gently nuzzled Gwen's face. “See? Still me, still here.” She's clearly worried for the both of them, what shit they had to face while on the run.

Her promise convinces Genevieve enough to calm down, wiping her eyes and even letting out a small purr as her mother nuzzles against her face "Ok, I trust you.." She lays her head in the crook of her neck, finding comfort in her scent and the feeling of being encased protectively, almost out of sight in her massive arms nearly lulling her to sleep once more "Where's Bela? Cassy? Dani?..Are they sleeping?" Gwen asks softly.