The night went on slowly. A north wind blowing frigid air across the land. The Kaldorei within his shared home stood at a window. As if waiting for someone to return. “Where is she?..” He mumbled to himself before he turned back to the hearth that burned brightly. He was trying to keep himself calm. The woman he had claimed, the one helping him by letting him stay in her home. After what he had done to her husband, though she may not have known.
Celia had become comfortable enough to roam. A young priestess had befriended her and began taking her to a nearby village. She already seemed so much happier, so much brighter. She laughed more, she touched him more. She may have even felt safe. But these last few weeks, she was gone often. And when she finally did make it home, she seemed excited and tired. But she wouldn’t tell him what she was doing.
The thoughts dancing through his mind were beginning to burn. For the first time he felt like he mattered. He ha