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2022-04-22 00:15:19At that age, when children learn to differentiate and understand various human emotions as displayed in the faces around them, The first emotion Brendan learned to decipher in his childhood was fear.
The close second had come as- not quite revulsion, but. Rather close.
His mother, in particular, had never quite learned to overcome her knee-jerk reaction of fear, terror horror at her own son.
As surrounded as Brendan had been by legions of people who feared and worshipped his “Gift,” he had nonetheless had an intimate opportunity to learn these same emotions from his own mother’s face.
- and, to an extent, his father’s.
But a child’s connection to his mother is the most intimate, strange, world-defying thing in the world.
Being rejected by his own mother then had brought a crippling sense of alienation that cannot be replicated by the same rejection by his father, as devastating as both
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Brendan wakes from his sleep in the same instant way that he has a tendency towards.This means that Alcina doesn't have the time she needs to pull away and pretend shehadn'tbeen hovering over Brendan. That she was peering down at his features with curiously fascinated abandon.Brendan opens his eyes to Alcina's face, floating just inches above his. Alcina's doe eyes are round and glittering in the morning sunlight streaming through the curtains, seeming almost comically wide from the present angle below her nose.Heat floods Alcina's cheeks as she freezes, flustered, mouth parting and no explanation forthcoming save for incomprehensible stutters.Brendan's lips quirk upwards, transforming the blank cold face into something undeniablywarm. Creasing her features with lines that pull a weak smile from Alcina's lips, despite the blush still marring her cheeks."May I help you?" Brendan rumbles, perfectly polite even in th
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Darla comes swooping down upon them in the form of a screaming, bloodthirsty eagle.Alcina, startled clutches at Brendan, who tucks her in a fluid movement into his side, throwing up a leaping dark wall from their shadows.The eagle dodges smoothly, shifting mid-air and landing lithely on her feet in front of them.Still curled around a trembling Alcina, Brendan grits his teeth and sends Darla a scathing glare. “You,” he hisses. “Need to be neutered.”Darla preens. She seems to find it a personal victory each time she manages to terrify unwitting humans.“I came to let you know that Percy and I are departing,” she announces, with little preamble.Brendan straightens up, revealing Alcina, who scowls at her.“That was very rude,” she huffs, and Brendan can’t help the small, endeared smile that quirks on his lips.And then, Alcina blinks, having registered Darla’s words.
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Alcina spends the following week in what can only be described as a haze.Of rosy cheeks, that giddy euphoria that's unique to the blooming affections for someone new, and Brendan, indulging in all of Alcina's tentative growing bolder by the day explorations of the boundaries. Under Brendan's growing affections, Alcina comes to life. Like a blooming starflower, basking in the glow of the attention she'd never received before, effervescent and vivacious and ruddy-cheeked.In turn, Brendan finds this kind of Alcina utterly fascinating, enchanting like no other thing he's ever known. It makes Brendan want to give, and give, and take.At Alcina's request, Brendan takes her to the night bazaar again. This time, Alcina and Brendan intertwined and were drawn more to each other than the sights and wares of the market. Though Brendan still insists on wearing the hooded cloak - much to Alcina's dismay.But Alcina finds it isn't all bad, as the dark fabric allows Brendan to press her in again
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Brendan returns late that night.So late, in fact, that Alcina is practically falling asleep from where she’s curled up in the armchair, waiting. Her head is propped against her hand, facing the door and not at all concentrating on the book in her lap, when the door opens and a cloaked figure steps through.It’s strange to feel welcome excitement at such a foreboding figure - that faceless, hooded, ominous figure.“You are still awake?” is what Brendan dares to say after having wordlessly disappeared for an entire day.Alcina frowns, and it deepens when Brendan seems to find it amusing.“Well, I couldn’t very well go to sleep before knowing that you hadn’t been- been attacked by mercenaries, wherever you’d gone,” Alcina sniffs. With a miffed scowl, she looks away pointedly.Brendan tries (and fails) not to smile. “My apologies,” is all he says before pulling his cloak off.Alcina scowls. Is the lord not going to tell her where he’d been?Alcina doesn’t want to demand that her question
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Alcina can’t sleep.Try as she might, her mind races along with her pulse, her eyes blinking bright and wide up at the ceiling, long after Brendan has fallen to slumber beside her. For a while, she tries, clenching her eyes shut and trying to time her breathing along to Brendan’s.But something- something in her blood pounds.It feels like an itch, all along her skin, as though she were too large, suddenly, for her skin.As though something isn’t right.No.As though something is right.For the first time in her entire life, Alcina feels something settles.Something settled - and at the same time, like something has awakened, demanding payment in her blood, deep inside of her. From the center of her chest, something yearns to come undone. It feels like there’s a spark of electricity sizzling just underneath the surface.It makes her feel wound up.It nearly makes Alcina feel like she’s going to vibrate out of her skin.Finally, at two in the morning, she gives up.And she gives in. Sh
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Brendan stares.And stares, and stares, and stares some more.He opens his mouth, but no words are forthcoming. Lord Brendan of House Warner is rendered completely, utterly speechless for the first time in his life. What is he supposed to say, in the face of his new intended, draped in a silken sleeping robe, clutching a pair of wriggling dragons to her chest? Dragons, which have been extinct - if they were ever real to begin with - for hundreds of years.Dragons, which have been mythologized and made into countless stories of lore throughout generations.Dragons are venerated and worshiped as gods in some parts of the world. Dragons are said to have, at one point, ruled all over the earth - the skies, the ground, the seas, and everything in between - when they roamed the continents as the primordial lords of the elements.Dragons.Now curled like tiny, affectionate kittens in Alcina’s lap, their tails wrapped possessively around her forearms, nipping for her attention at her fing
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It takes an hour for that jittery, anxious sensation to subside; for Alcina to stop feeling like she's going to crawl out of her very skin.Brendan sits with her the entire time, the two of them hunched over like two commas on the floor, side by side, Brendan's hand a grounding touch on Alcina's neck.This foreign, out-of-body sensation that's taken over makes Alcina's blood pound to an alien rhythm, making her yearn for something she doesn't understand.Each time Alcina feels the panic swell again, she focuses instead on the cadence of Brendan's breathing, the firm weight of his thumb against her own pulse. Nearly an hour later, Alcina finally, finally feels herself coming down from the strange high.And as she relaxes, as she feels the tension bleed from her spine and her knuckles loosen from the white-gripped grasp they have around her own robe, the dragons, too, relax, uncoiling loosely from her arms. Until, eventually, they move from where they're curled tightly in her lap to t
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It takes a long time for Alcina to manage to stop shivering, trembling like a leaf in Brendan’s arms.It helps that Brendan hasn’t stopped the soothing, sweeping strokes up and down her back, with one hand intertwined tightly in Alcina’s.It’s like this that the idea of Brendan and safety become slowly - inextricably - intertwined for Alcina.When she dares a glance up, peeking out from where she’s nestled against Brendan’s neck, Alcina sees the two small dragons staring back at her with unblinking, bright eyes.Alcina’s hand trembles again in Brendan’s hold. “Brendan,” she whispers. Brendan hums, low and calming. Enough that Alcina manages to swallow and part her lips to continue. “Are those- are they what I think they are?”Dragons.Brendan pauses, and Alcina senses that he, too, is glancing over at the two creatures curled up quietly in front of them.“Well,” he says slowly. “That would depend on what you think they are.”Alcina inhales.Holds her breath. Counts to three before re
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