Real. Real and alive and... She wanted to say he was well. She did not know if that was true. Questions could come later.
Kell led her through several hallways, passing rows and rows of doors. Neria kept track of every step, some ingrained part of her insisting she would need to know how to get out, how to run if needed. A softer voice deep within reminded her she could go anywhere she needed to now, and need not fear a simple door closing behind her.
He brought her, at last, to a small room. Inside, it was plain and simple, and she cast a look around while he softly explained. His room. Open for him. A sanctuary. The tension unwound from her shoulders. This wasn't his room any longer; he had another in the palace. But this was where he lived, where he spent his days in safety. Neria reached out, touching the cot absently.
The door clicked shut. She turned back.
When he reached for her, she closed the gap. Neria threw her arms around him in a tight embrace, settling against his chest. Her fingers tightened in his coat. The only sound was a quiet exhale into his shoulder, where she'd buried her face. "Kell," she exhaled, the relief all the more palpable in her voice now.
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Kell led her through several hallways, passing rows and rows of doors. Neria kept track of every step, some ingrained part of her insisting she would need to know how to get out, how to run if needed. A softer voice deep within reminded her she could go anywhere she needed to now, and need not fear a simple door closing behind her.
He brought her, at last, to a small room. Inside, it was plain and simple, and she cast a look around while he softly explained. His room. Open for him. A sanctuary. The tension unwound from her shoulders. This wasn't his room any longer; he had another in the palace. But this was where he lived, where he spent his days in safety. Neria reached out, touching the cot absently.
The door clicked shut. She turned back.
When he reached for her, she closed the gap. Neria threw her arms around him in a tight embrace, settling against his chest. Her fingers tightened in his coat. The only sound was a quiet exhale into his shoulder, where she'd buried her face. "Kell," she exhaled, the relief all the more palpable in her voice now.