[ The hand he reaches for gently squeezes his arm once more as she feels him shake. Her eyes travel back to him even as Estinien enters the cell. Ears twitch slightly at the sound as she waits to see what he might muster to say. She does not expect him to recognize her in any fashion and instead expects he might ask for something else. She can only imagine that King Thordan wishes the Warrior of Light to be an enemy, and thus if Aymeric will not see an enemy, he may not see her at all.
Instead, the one thing she had not expected comes from his lips and her entire person freezes. If she was to be honest and true? Somewhere, deep down, she had never expected to hear her name from him again. She thought it buried and locked away underneath too much for him to remember, let alone say. Alkaid stays frozen, watching as Aymeric pushes himself up. She only moves to help steady him once more so he might eventually sit up. The whole while she remains unusually silent and staring at him. Almost if she were afraid that speaking or moving more would send him back to the state he had been in.
Estinien nods to the progress Aymeric has made. Then, his steel-ice eyes move to Alkaid. His eyebrows raised beneath his white locks. ] 'Lantaa' is not a name I am familiar with. By chance...
[ The dragoon trails off the moment Alkaid moves. Her shaking hands rest on either side of Aymeric's face before she guides him to meet her in a kiss. His eyebrows raise as it takes a moment to settle in that the person Aymeric had called out to is the Warrior of Light herself.
While he may not understand even if she spoke the words? She hopes that her betrothed may receive what it is she says. Lantaa has heard him clearly and remains at his side as she promised. There is no expectation that he might kiss back or even acknowledge the motion. Even then, her tail slightly moves side-to-side in hopes that he might be able to respond regardless. Lantaa is desperately reaching out to him, but oh, so very terrified she might harm him when she means only to save him.
Then, she gently rests her forehead to his as her bottom lip trembles. Despite all her might and will, she cannot help the fact her emotions seem ready to burst out of her. While it has only been a few days for her, she misses her knight more than she ever as. She misses his smile, his touch, and his voice. Her thumb brushes across his cheek and she wonders if he might be able to see the longing in her eyes. ]
Aymeric... [ Alkaid's voice fails her again as her emotions solidify in her throat. I'm here, just as I swore; at your side where you've asked me to stay.
Another kiss is pressed to the edge of his mouth in another silent plea he remain with her.
Estinien remains quiet long enough to allow them a moment. Then, he stands, and offers his hand to the man he calls brother. He intends full well to pull Aymeric up to his feet and half-carry him. It is done at the pace of the man now sitting up and even Estinien is surprised at his own level of patience for the moment. Once he has a hold of the man, Estinien gently help him up and slings one of his arms over his shoulders. Alkaid sets to gathering the blankets and pillow, folding them up together and pushing herself up as well.
Her gaze moves to the dragoon as she can feel a question forming in his gaze. ]
Lantaa, is it? I had always thought 'Alkaid' a strange name for a Miqo'te. [ He gives a small smirk and slowly turns to the front of the cell. ] I would go at your pace but it would take us years to reach our destination. Move your legs see fit and walk as you might, Aymeric. Even if that means I must drag you to your room.
[ Alkaid moves but a half-step forward before she finds herself stopping. The dragoon moves forward, but she finds herself rooted in place. Her hand lifts enough to reach out to Aymeric's, only to stop short of touching him. This time she does not pull away or lower her hand. Would he even wish to hold her hand, or had she missed the opportunity?
What if it had been the last chance to hold onto his hand and she had missed it? ]
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Instead, the one thing she had not expected comes from his lips and her entire person freezes. If she was to be honest and true? Somewhere, deep down, she had never expected to hear her name from him again. She thought it buried and locked away underneath too much for him to remember, let alone say. Alkaid stays frozen, watching as Aymeric pushes himself up. She only moves to help steady him once more so he might eventually sit up. The whole while she remains unusually silent and staring at him. Almost if she were afraid that speaking or moving more would send him back to the state he had been in.
Estinien nods to the progress Aymeric has made. Then, his steel-ice eyes move to Alkaid. His eyebrows raised beneath his white locks. ] 'Lantaa' is not a name I am familiar with. By chance...
[ The dragoon trails off the moment Alkaid moves. Her shaking hands rest on either side of Aymeric's face before she guides him to meet her in a kiss. His eyebrows raise as it takes a moment to settle in that the person Aymeric had called out to is the Warrior of Light herself.
While he may not understand even if she spoke the words? She hopes that her betrothed may receive what it is she says. Lantaa has heard him clearly and remains at his side as she promised. There is no expectation that he might kiss back or even acknowledge the motion. Even then, her tail slightly moves side-to-side in hopes that he might be able to respond regardless. Lantaa is desperately reaching out to him, but oh, so very terrified she might harm him when she means only to save him.
Then, she gently rests her forehead to his as her bottom lip trembles. Despite all her might and will, she cannot help the fact her emotions seem ready to burst out of her. While it has only been a few days for her, she misses her knight more than she ever as. She misses his smile, his touch, and his voice. Her thumb brushes across his cheek and she wonders if he might be able to see the longing in her eyes. ]
Aymeric... [ Alkaid's voice fails her again as her emotions solidify in her throat. I'm here, just as I swore; at your side where you've asked me to stay.
Another kiss is pressed to the edge of his mouth in another silent plea he remain with her.
Estinien remains quiet long enough to allow them a moment. Then, he stands, and offers his hand to the man he calls brother. He intends full well to pull Aymeric up to his feet and half-carry him. It is done at the pace of the man now sitting up and even Estinien is surprised at his own level of patience for the moment. Once he has a hold of the man, Estinien gently help him up and slings one of his arms over his shoulders. Alkaid sets to gathering the blankets and pillow, folding them up together and pushing herself up as well.
Her gaze moves to the dragoon as she can feel a question forming in his gaze. ]
Lantaa, is it? I had always thought 'Alkaid' a strange name for a Miqo'te. [ He gives a small smirk and slowly turns to the front of the cell. ] I would go at your pace but it would take us years to reach our destination. Move your legs see fit and walk as you might, Aymeric. Even if that means I must drag you to your room.
[ Alkaid moves but a half-step forward before she finds herself stopping. The dragoon moves forward, but she finds herself rooted in place. Her hand lifts enough to reach out to Aymeric's, only to stop short of touching him. This time she does not pull away or lower her hand. Would he even wish to hold her hand, or had she missed the opportunity?
What if it had been the last chance to hold onto his hand and she had missed it? ]