A warm touch quieted Cydonia's fussing. The flesh of Petra's thumb pressed into Cyd as she fell back on her heel. Her brow untangled itself as she eased back down. But her hand remained raised a moment longer, her fingers fluttering with a slight shake against the claw and scale of Petra's hand...
Petra's spontaneity split a broad smile across Cydonia's face. She giggled along as the other elf pilfered some unknowing noble's carriage, only half keeping a lookout for trouble. The novelty of sneaking into an occasion had turned her chirpy. Usually, a ball was an arduous affair for her -...
Cydonia was raised in an elven settlement within the Vayd Wilds. Her people are shepherds of the forests and friends to spirits. She was valued for her shroud-sharing abilities, and lived a comfortable life for most of her young adulthood.
It was for love that she strayed away from her clan...
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