French Fantasy 1x1 Anna and Echo

[EchoOfShatteredIce]

"Okay," he whispered, closing his eyes and leaning into her touch. He sighed, resting his hands in her waist. He missed her.

"Delphine?" Nadia's voice came from the bedroom, worried and frightened. Had she left her? She shakily sat up, thinking that she had heard voices in the bathroom.

Callias went into the bedroom when he heard her voice, and his heart ached as he saw how frightened she was until she saw him. She looked so relieved, her eyes tearing up and she reached for him. He sat on the bed with her, gently pulling her into his arms and burying his face in her hair. She sobbed into his chest, her hands gripping his shirt as her voice came out muffled. "I thought you were dead! I..." Callias gently murmured to her, rubbing her back as he comforted her. Nadia hadn't thought that she was in love with Callias the other day, but maybe she was. She hadn't known how much she loved and needed him until something had happened.

[AnnaCat17]

Delphine watched them from the bathroom doorway as her heart dissolved. She had been so close. Just a few more minutes and she could have made him let go of her. Seeing them together she was forced to see that her and lucien never stood a chance. She slipped out of the room and went in search of Lucien. She by no means loved him. All they did was fight with one another but she had to admit that Lucien was a good man. He would be the steady force she needed and she could help soothe his broken heart and ensure nothing trapped him in one place for long. They had gone from hating each other to now being friends so perhaps that would be enough. Perhaps that's all there actually was in life, friendship and the need for something between two people and not real love. When she slipped into Callias' room and saw him sitting alone on the bed, trying to get himself to eat the food the doctor had given him after fixing his wound she released a sigh. "Lets get you home. We arent needed here anymore." She said quietly and helped him to his feet. He nodded sadly and clung to her for support, letting her slowly guide him out of the room and towards the exit.

Gale entered ilaria's house, still covered in blood and his body buzzing with energy. He looked numbly around as he tried to bring his mind back into focus causing him to only notice Fleur sitting by the fireplace when she spoke.
"Oh no... Gale... not again." She breathed. She sat her tea aside and got up, walking over to him. She tried not to look at Ilaria, not wanting to see her reaction to Gale. "Lets get you cleaned up." She said gently and guided him off to the bathroom.
Gale nodded and followed her. He was still holding the dagger which was slick with blood. He felt good. He knew it was wrong but he had missed this feeling. The excitement that came with a kill and the bliss that followed. The only thing currently keeping him from fully enjoying it was Fleurs worried expression. This wasnt going to be like last time. He was in control and those people were bad. They were going to kill the king and Fleur had given him permission to do what needed to be done. Wasn't this a good thing they should all be happy about?

[EchoOfShatteredIce]

Ilaria watched them worriedly, hurrying after them. She gently took the dagger and set it on the sink counter, taking Gale's hands in hers. "Did you get hurt?" she asked worriedly.

[AnnaCat17]

Gale shook his head, but the truth was he didn't know. Fleur sat him down on the edge of the tub and stripped his shirt off of him, tossing the bloody rag into the sink and revealing a large cut on the inside of Gale's arm. "Dirty liar." She muttered but tried to wash the blood off of him with shaking hands as he looking into nothingness, his mind replaying the fight over and over causing him to smirk happily.

[EchoOfShatteredIce]

Ilaria helped her wash him, frowning at his smirk, confused. He was happy with something. She was afraid that it was about whatever had caused the dagger to get so bloody. She carefully fixed up his arm, trying not to be unnerved by his expression.

[AnnaCat17]

Once they had cleaned Gale up as much as possible and Fleur had tried to rinse the blood out of his shirt so eh could wear it again she ran her damp hands through her hair, trying to think. "I should get him home so you can get some sleep. Im sorry you had to see this, Ilaria." She said quietly as Gale pulled on his shirt. "At least it means Lucien and Callias are ok..."

[EchoOfShatteredIce]

Ilaria nodded, sitting down by the edge of the tub. She didn't know what "this" was. She didn't understand what Gale had done. "Alright," she murmured, giving Gale a kiss on his forehead before getting up and washing the blood from her hands.

[AnnaCat17]

Gale kissed her cheek, not understanding why both of the girls felt grim. He felt alive and would have been content to stay up all night. He wrapped his arms around Ilaria's waist as he kissed her shoulder lovingly. "What's wrong, my princess?" But he grunted and let go of her as Fleur slapped the back of his head.
"Leave her alone. We are going home." She snapped at him and headed out of the bathroom to get ready to leave.

[EchoOfShatteredIce]

Ilaria leaned into his embrace, resting her head on his chest, but then frowned when he pulled away. She reached for his hand, not wanting him to go. Why did Fleur?

[AnnaCat17]

Gale stopped as he felt her hand, taking hold of it and kissing her knuckles as a sly smirk crossed his face. He pulled her close and kissed along ehr shoulder lovingly. "Lets stay up and watch the sunrise." He murmured to her, running a hand through her hair.

Fleur huffed as she realized he wasn't coming. Whatever. He could be Iaria's problem tonight. She stepped out into the bitter night air and started to walk along the snow covered roads home, her pace slowing as she passed Ashr's house. This had turned out to be a terrible Christmas. Part of her wanted to go see if he was still awake to try to salvage something from the day. She kept walking home, not wanting to ruin his day as well.