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“Hello, my Lady,” Ainara greets the statuette of a shrine on the side of the road, sitting on a box with a side open, with small offerings at its feet and a necklace of prayer beads wrapped around it, she gives a quick bow to it, “It has been a while, has it not? I don't need anything, I just… needed someone to talk to, and you seemed like my best option. If you can even hear me this way.”

“I should catch you up a bit on my life. I've been traveling some while, still with that centaur and triton, and things have been calm for the most part. No sign of the hunters for the last few months, I think I have managed to get them off my tracks for the time being… Nayven and Achos are a bit further ahead, trying to find a spot to set up camp in. But… That is not what I came to talk to you for.”

She sighs, sitting down to the height of the shrine, looking into her bag for her bottle and pouring a little bit of her water into the earth. “What would you do, what advice would you give me, hypothetically speaking, if I were to be in love? Of course, just a hypothetical train of thought, I would not be stupid enough to fall in love after, well, you know.”

Ainara hears the call of a swallow in the distance, “If you are listening to me, would you be laughing at me, my Lady? Fair enough, I probably do deserve it. The irony of my situation is not lost on me… running away from one royal to fall into the hands of another, falling for another royal.” She hears the swallow again, seeing it land on top of the shrine and stare at her, and she laughs to herself. Yep, Aeis is sure listening to her.

“I know love is more the domain of her goddess, not yours, but emotions sound close enough. I just… My Lady, what am I supposed to do? What is happening to me? I don't know what to do. I didn't know myself capable of this.” She fidgets with her ring, taking a deep breath, “My heart beats too fast, I feel too warm. I have never been one for touch but… I can't help but ache for it, when it is her…”

The bird chirps at her, in something that sounded almost like a question. “It is pitiful, is it not? That I was made into this mess by just a pretty face and some tea. A girl who showed kindness to a stranger who only knows to bring danger along her path. Love is too strong a word, but it is about as close as I can to describing what insanity she brought in me.”

Ainara's mind goes to Nayven. To her snowy white fur and hair, prim and proper and well taken care of, occasionally calling upon her to help. To her soft hands, which seem to only know how to be gentle, their touch always being light like a butterfly. To her pale skin, rosy at her cheeks and knuckles, too her lips, but it's not like Ainara would know that– she doesn't spend more time than she is willing to admit into wondering what their lips would feel like together, wondering if she tastes of that tea she loves so much.

She wonders, even if Nayven cared for her in the same way she did, would she still love her the same if she knew the truth? That the name of Ainara Boreas was lies, that she –unfortunately– had a fiance waiting for her back home and looking for her, that she was not a cleric of Aeis at all? If she truly knew how weak Ainara was, building fragile walls around herself made of half-truths?

Every rose has its thorns, Ainara knew that as a fact– she thought her heart was untouchable, but here she is. Love is for the fools, she used to think, but now she is not sure anymore.

She tried to build up walls around herself once she lost Hyacinth, she could not afford the idea of getting attached to someone and losing them again, but here is Nayven, who found a crack in her defenses and decided to chip away at them, intentionally or not.

Gods, someone help her.

The thorny vines that made up Ainara's defenses surely started to bloom, little flowers of white and blue, and for some reason she was okay with it.

The bird chirps at her again, pulling her out of her thoughts, “Alright, I will head to them again, I just… make no promises about approaching her with my emotions. They will fade on their own eventually, right?”

She gets up, giving a little bow to the shrine, “Thank you for listening, my Lady. I'll see you soon.”

#galaxyofwrites #UH HI KODY AND XALDYN PLEASE DO NOT READ THIS #original writing #wlw writing #dungeons and dragons #dnd #character: ainara boreas #ship: nayara #universe: sea tea #okay so #everyone here is from a dnd campaign #ainara is mine (a genie warlock/eventually tempest cleric) and aeis is her patron and deity #nayven belongs to amy amyychu and she is a life cleric #achos (briefly mentioned) belongs to rovin roviniko #nayven+achos have their campaign and ainara has hers but the three of us decided what if silly au with these three as a party #and it quickly turned sapphic for nayven and ainara

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