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Ethir swatted at him before he led them back onto the dance floor as a new song began. She could tell he was thinking about what was to happen in the future, and she knew despite everything that Quacey would take care of her. While he was thinking about the future, she put all her focus and...

Ethir couldn't tell what she saw flicker across Quacey's expression, but when he dropped her hands she thought she had done something wrong. She wasn't worried for long however, because instead Quacey wrapped his arms around her, holding her in a solid embrace. Her face was half-buried in his...

Ethir could have laughed with relief, when Quacey took her hands and said it was a blessing. She could not help her smile as she nodded. It was a spot of brightness in her bleak outlook. A chance to have a change of pace. It was still early, and she knew anything could happen, but she found her...

Ethir supposed she ought to have expected his blank reaction, but it still surprised her. His lack of emotion in some cases continued to surprise her, and she could not understand it, considering how over-the-top she was on a regular basis. She thought the only emotion he had was mischief. So...

How to say this? She was still just coming to terms with it herself, since she had only let herself think about it five minutes ago. She placed the palm of her hand flat against her stomach, as if she could calm it. "I... I think I'm pregnant," She watched Quacey carefully, waiting for his...

Quacey was the first to speak, and like usual, he asked her what else she wanted. "None at the moment," she replied. She just wanted to go to Quacey's home and sleep in a real, good bed and eat real, good food and not have to walk or travel all day. Whatever happened next, she didn't know, but...

Ethir quickly fell into a rhythm with Quacey, and eventually was able not to step on his toes anymore, something he seemed to be happy about. She smiled to herself, knowing it likely annoyed him. Her eyes were on Quacey's, but in the rhythm of the dance her mind wandered once more, rolling...

Ethir's ears went pink even as she snorted derisively. "Obsessed is a stretch," she replied, ignoring the rest of his question. The waitress returned with their order, and Ethir took a sip of the warm tea, glad for the balm it provided her throat and stomach. The broth and bread helped as...

Ethir flushed behind her mask as she danced with Quacey. The intensity with which he was looking at her, and the fact that it hid no bad intentions, it astounded Ethir. She was once more reminded of the pair's size difference, even in Quacey's shortened form. Her hand was swallowed up in his...

Two months. it would be two months of travelling until they would reach Quacey's home. She should have known it would take that long. She was in fact not familiar with the fae lines- she had never been taught how to use them; never having left home until she fell into Orion's hands. Quacey...

Ethir was good at noticing things, especially about other people, and so she noticed Quacey's confusion (and was that concern?) at her unstable appetite. She as well wondered what was wrong with her, but not for very long, considering Quacey was now offering his hand for the next dance and she...

Ethir shook her head. "No," Her reply was simple and she didn't elaborate- she just wasn't feeling wine today. She had a feeling it would make her feel nauseous. "None for you?" she asked after a moment, turning the question back on him. She would wait for his response before asking another...

Ethir's green eyes glinted behind her white mask. "Maybe I will," she said. She raised her glass to her lips but a swirl of naseua overtook her and she set it down by the table they were still standing nearby. She was silent for a moment until she didn't feel as if she was going to throw up...

Ethir let Quacey lead her down into the tavern. She ignored the catcalls from others in the tavern, glad that Quacey didn't say anything about it either. She supposed it was because he was close by her side that no one reached out for her. She sat down and Quacey sat across from her. Her...

Ethir blinked at Quacey. She could not help the smile that crept across her face. She made a shoddy attempt at hiding it by raising her glass to her lips and taking a sip. Quacey was more right than Ethir cared to admit, though it hadn't occurred to her how aggressive and territorial swans were...