02-23-2018, 08:27 AM
Strangely, Ebony didn't feel hungry, even after starving herself for at least a day, even after cooking food, even after feeding it to Summer and watching him eat it. She just felt a dull ache inside, sitting at the bottom of her heart. It was scary. She was afraid, even if Sonny couldn't tell through her sincere smile. There was nothing she could do about it, and getting worked up about it would only bring her grief.
But, she could stop it happening again. So, with that in mind, she took Sonny's hand and followed him through the castle halls. She kept hold of it when he moved to let go, boldly squeezing his warm skin and not letting go - as if his hand would disappear the moment she released it from her grasp.
"Where are we going?" she tilted her head quizzically, doing a little skip to move ahead of Sonny.
"A practice room, for sparring - I think I saw one by the barracks earlier." His voice was just as warm as he felt.
Ebony nodded, she'd practised fighting with wooden swords before, back on the ship. But she sensed there would be something different happening here. Maybe he could help her with her magic. It had been years since she'd had a tutor, and even longer since she'd had one she liked. She missed the guy with the silly moustache, but he disappeared shortly after she first managed to harness her magic. A shame. It was ironic, really. She had run away from the best place in the kingdom for learning magic because they were trying to force her to learn how to fight, yet here she was, many years later, about to willingly be taught combat skills by someone else.
She bit her lip, hoping she didn't accidentally hurt her friend. But, she trusted Sonny enough to assume he knew what he was doing.
Having explored the castle herself a little bit, she knew roughly where he was referring to. She nodded, humming contently. "Let's go."
Vigour renewed, she used the distraction to push away her anxiety and pain, effectively dragging Sonny to their destination. Her hood fell back as she sped onwards, but she made no effort to fix it, enjoying the feeling of letting her hair flow freely in the cool air.
But, she could stop it happening again. So, with that in mind, she took Sonny's hand and followed him through the castle halls. She kept hold of it when he moved to let go, boldly squeezing his warm skin and not letting go - as if his hand would disappear the moment she released it from her grasp.
"Where are we going?" she tilted her head quizzically, doing a little skip to move ahead of Sonny.
"A practice room, for sparring - I think I saw one by the barracks earlier." His voice was just as warm as he felt.
Ebony nodded, she'd practised fighting with wooden swords before, back on the ship. But she sensed there would be something different happening here. Maybe he could help her with her magic. It had been years since she'd had a tutor, and even longer since she'd had one she liked. She missed the guy with the silly moustache, but he disappeared shortly after she first managed to harness her magic. A shame. It was ironic, really. She had run away from the best place in the kingdom for learning magic because they were trying to force her to learn how to fight, yet here she was, many years later, about to willingly be taught combat skills by someone else.
She bit her lip, hoping she didn't accidentally hurt her friend. But, she trusted Sonny enough to assume he knew what he was doing.
Having explored the castle herself a little bit, she knew roughly where he was referring to. She nodded, humming contently. "Let's go."
Vigour renewed, she used the distraction to push away her anxiety and pain, effectively dragging Sonny to their destination. Her hood fell back as she sped onwards, but she made no effort to fix it, enjoying the feeling of letting her hair flow freely in the cool air.
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