Heh... I'm fangirling over Nishaun and Lunescent again <3
Nishaun hesitated and looked up at her. “Did he give that to you?” he asked. He felt Lunescent tense up, and he moved his hand.
“Yes,” she quietly answered. “And there are others.” She turned away, and he saw more of them.
“How could he do it?” Nishaun asked. “I can’t understand it.”
“Don’t try to.” Lunescent turned back to face Nishaun. “All I know is that they will never go away. A reminder of my past, I suppose.” She paused and let out a small smile. “And you have one yourself.”
“Sadly, yes. But it cannot be as bad as yours.”
“No, I disagree.”
Nishaun turned over, and he felt Lunescent’s hand on his back. “See?” he asked.
“It is bad, yes. Only one being could do that to their own offspring. We are both marked. Shall we commiserate?”
Nishaun turned to look at her, and he slightly scowled. “I’d prefer not to. Not now.”
“Hmm. Not talking about it will not lessen the pain.”
“No, I didn’t mean that. I meant I didn’t want to talk about it at this moment.”
“Ah.” Lunescent smiled and stroked Nishaun’s cheek. “I see.”
“Lunescent.”
“Yes?”
“If I ever do anything like that-”
“You never will.”
“You sound sure of yourself.”
“Coal Eyes was a goat and a lion. You are not that. You are…” She paused and searched for the right words. “You are a sheep and a bear.”
“But sheep are stupid.”
“You are missing the point, Nishaun. I could care less if you are an idiot, but you are certainly not a goat.”
“Well, thank you. I feel much better.” He sat up and kissed her forehead. “And I shall keep the knives away from you.”
“Nishaun Rilenk- Smanite, why in Trenatil would I come at you with one?”
“Maybe if I act like a goat. Or if you mistake me for someone else.”
“Watch your mouth.”
“Really?”
“Yes. Now let us change the subject.”
“Gladly, Lunescent.” Her lips pressed against his, and they went down.
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