[ A part of her even wishes that he would refer to her by her ancient name. However, she feels as if that knowledge has been lost to time. Or, rather, that time has made it so very much that she is not that person any longer. In her mind? She is far from the woman he fell in love with all those lives ago.
Perhaps he should not call her by her ancient name.
A smile tugs at her lips with his approval of her using his name. Not doubt it sounds different with her new voice.he approves of the sound and calling. That is what truly matters to her.
Then, he says her previous name.
Her eyes snap up. Hear pounds. Ears stand on end. How she wishes she were still "Lantaa." A stronger woman. Broken, but not resigned. Someone who was not cursed with illness despite being a healer. Someone who could walk with her head held high and confident in her abilities. Learn from the stars...
Perhaps by being called the name again she can pretend to be her former life. A life she should have had with him.
She slides from the bed in order to sit beside it. Then, she rests her head next to his arm. A hand rests raises to lay across his own. Her larger tail sways. ]
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Perhaps he should not call her by her ancient name.
A smile tugs at her lips with his approval of her using his name. Not doubt it sounds different with her new voice.he approves of the sound and calling. That is what truly matters to her.
Then, he says her previous name.
Her eyes snap up. Hear pounds. Ears stand on end. How she wishes she were still "Lantaa." A stronger woman. Broken, but not resigned. Someone who was not cursed with illness despite being a healer. Someone who could walk with her head held high and confident in her abilities. Learn from the stars...
Perhaps by being called the name again she can pretend to be her former life. A life she should have had with him.
She slides from the bed in order to sit beside it. Then, she rests her head next to his arm. A hand rests raises to lay across his own. Her larger tail sways. ]
I missed hearing you call me.