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11.06.2012 . 9pm . jordheim . optime form



Saul Lupus is by Alaine!

It had been five days since the incident that had thrown everything into such perspective for the young leader. Their trip had started as a nice and pleasant exploration of Amherst, although Lilin had been impatient and she'd gone ahead. Saul didn't know how long he had kept her waiting, but the scene he arrived to was one of tension and anger. The flash of a sword had plunged his body into freezing temperatures, the thwack to Lilin's head was sure to have killed her. He'd found her alive but unconscious and it had taken everything in him to reign in the anger and take her back to Jordheim. He'd managed to rouse her and after giving her something to bring out the swelling and reduce the pain, his admission of love was returned. He recognised now that the timing hadn't been good, but desperate times often brought those deepest secrets forward when they could have been easily said elsewhere. For the most part, the young Stormbringer was relieved that she now knew the extent of his feelings for her and knowing that she reciprocated was a joyous thing to hear.


Of course, Bran had caved and revealed that he'd accompanied Lilin to the borders just the day after the attack. The grey man had remained quiet as his cousin informed him of the new joining members Harrow and Hael. That, of course, was good news. The bad news came from Bran's admission that it had been Lilin who had accepted the pair into their home. He'd given his cousin a reserved sigh and thanked him for keeping him up to date, before he'd turned back towards his house. It would do him no favours, going over to her house and telling her, once again, that it was dangerous for her while she had a head injury. It would fall on deaf ears, he just knew it.


That didn't stop him from seeing her altogether and he really felt as though they should sort their relationship out. They had admitted their love for one another, but this did not make them mates, did not tie them together. He'd left it a couple of days, engrossed in building and integrating the new members of Vinátta. He'd woken this morning and told himself he would see her today. Night rolled around and he informed Temeraire that he was going out. His son didn't question where he was going and Saul was glad he didn't have to lie to the boy. He had no idea what his son thought about his relationship with Lilin- he knew Niernan approved but that might not apply to the rest of them.


While darkness had settled around them, a cozy blanket of black, he saw clearly where he was going. The space outside his own house was perhaps the largest and for now would serve as a meeting place if they needed it. He was thankful that Lilin had chosen to settle just a few houses over and after manouvering his way through the swathe of trees that blocked his view of her house, he spotted her abode. While he'd never been denied access to any home she had had, it still felt rude and he knocked quietly on her door, hoping she was home and feeling better.

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