She was the perfect child, second inline for the throne, until she wasn't. The burned ones aren't the only threat Alfea faces, irreversible damage caused and secrets kept. As a child you learn that light is good and shadows are bad, but what happen...
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｡･:*:･ﾟ★"We ladies have a war to win. So quit acting like men so we can actually win it."☆｡･:*:･ﾟ
Octavia
"Will you be alright if I leave?" I hear Harvey murmur quietly to Irene.
It was an adorable attempt at privacy but I have shadows and the males are Dumaris so they have enhanced hearing. Irene tenses, clearly coming to the same realisation as I did. No point playing pretend now. I continue to sort through the reports in the picnic bench as Sky and Riven take a seat on either side of me, leaving the bench opposite open for Silva and Irene.
"I'll be fine, Ben." Silva tenses as Irene's use of the male's first name.
Oh fuck off Mr Double Standards. Darkling hisses, and my eyes widen slightly in surprise at his return. Not like you've been flirting with 'Farrah'
Don't tell me you just came back for Silva's love life. I murmur
Of course not, but the male is being ridiculous.
I snort and my own mates' attention drift to me as I lift my hand up to rest my elbow on the table and stare at the shadowy form in my palm. A little shadow sprite. I think that's the best way to describe this. No discernable figure but I see flashes of eyes, occasionally a small wing, sometimes a hand or a claw or even an inanimate object. Their form merely mimics that of the shadows around them.
"Which one is it?" He whisper's with a quietness that Harvey could only dream of achieving.
"I'll see you tonight." Harvey calls interrupting our conversation.
"Not tonight." Silva calls back on Irene's behalf, ignoring her slight look of confusion. "Date night."
"Ah." Harvey makes a noise of agreement before giving them an awkward thumbs up of agreement and Sky chokes on a laugh beside me.
"Date night?" Silva turns away from his mate in embarrassment. "Since when?"
"Since now." He answers rather stubbornly, with a small childish lilt that reminds me of a pouting toddler.
Sky and Riven share a look over my head and I hear their quiet giggles.
"What?" Silva demands in a teacher voice, clearly using the rank card to get them to shut up.
"Oh, nothing nothing." Too bad Riven has never been one for authority. "Just nice to see you jealous for once."
I freeze at the underlying meaning of his words. Please don't start this now.
"Oh, that's-" Silva pauses, eyeing Riven curiously before glancing between Irene as the rest of us as we all clearly avoided his gaze. "What do you mean for once?"
