Symbiosis

e with my hood, looking away and plastering my wings to my back. I grab my bag."I do

rown-red-ish hair. It was definitely the mark of a Royal. He is one of the Woodp

king a remark that probably would do me no favor in this situation. I put the dagger back. I didn't expect a member

respectful to him. Suddenly I felt the hairs on my neck stand up and I felt breath on my forehead. I looked up and he was

sively grabbed my wings, pulling them to their full length. It hurt since he pulled on my wings

audacity he had. He didn't let go of my wing, still. His fingers ran over the scratch

ered. I looked up at the strange royal. He looked at me. "You can stand, never asked you t

yed by his stamina and sassiness, but somehow I am charmed by it. He looked at t

before giving in and taking his hand. I was about to speak but then he shook my hand vigorously. Then he

. "I'm cold?" I said. My mind

ugged me. I hugged her back, burying my face in her chest, absorbing her warmth and the s

d to the to

r face was gone, she was standing in the middle of a black sea, violent wind surrounding her. Suddenly he

wn my cheeks. I tried calling out. 'Help' or 'I'm drowning!' but nothing came out, nothing saved me from

nded against me, my wings nailed into the ground. Blood spilled from the horizon,

ey

und. The blood retreated, and the wind cooled to

up,

and I opened my eyes slowly, blinking the glare out of my eyes. When I fully awakened I saw Vence leaning a

k! You were crying and struggling

n," I said, knowing fully well what it was. I sat on the

minutes later, I got up and turned into a

over a large tree root and tripped. I caught myse

ng from his belt and tossed it at me. I caught it, I realized it was my dagger in the sheath that used to be arou

d rubbed the engraving on it. It read 'It's not the looks, it's the people you hang around'. It wa

led. "By the way, my name's Lanci" Then I left