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He evaded it narrowly and his hands lit up with light blue Magyck. She hadn't seen him use his magyck outside of his head, and as she watched, he...
She squinted, moving over to him and taking his hands, pulling them down to the snow gently and helping him form a snowball, her head bent over...
"Trust me, sweet elf. I can handle it. I want to make sure that you're prepared." He put his hands on his hips, tilting his head. "Be brave."
She frowned, looking up at him as she began to gather snow in her hands, the powder getting caught in her blonde hair. "Z...? In the books, they...
They flew towards him and he sidestepped them quickly. "Good. Now, Cal, I need you to trust me," he said, looking over at her. "Real attacks....
"Maybe I'm just that good," she replied, following behind him through the snow, her pink cloak billowing back with the wind.
He tilted his head, folding his hands behind his back as he considered her. "Nice deep breaths, elf," he said, and for a moment, it felt like...
Her gaze flickered up to him and she gave him a small smile, her dimples exposed as she reached up and pulled the hood over his head. "There...
He considered this, putting the lid over the pan and standing up. "Attack me."
She noticed his hesitation before slipping off her yellow coat, going over to him. She placed it over his shoulders before he had a chance to say...
He looked over at her, raising one eyebrow as he cracked another egg into the pan, setting the shells next to the firepit. "That's true... you...
She looked over at him in surprise, pulling her hands out of the flames and folding them in her lap before looking up at the sky. "I could," she...
He laughed a little, letting go of her as he returned to his task. He cracked an egg into the pan, the action smooth and practiced. "We'll see....
Her eyes opened and a small grin of delight crossed her lips before she could stop it, clearly a little proud. She reached into the flames,...
He met her gaze, looking down at her thoughtfully. Was it a trick of the light, or did his eyes glow as he watched her? "I was never allowed to...
She nodded, scooting over to the firepit as she extended her hands over the pieces of dry lumber. She closed her eyes, finding it was easier to...
He draped an arm over her shoulder, still cooking. "Not terribly. I like it here."
The tips of her ears were pink again and she gave him a small smile. "Yeah."
He looked over at her, his face hard to read, but he gave her a small smile. "Hello. Did you sleep okay?"
She looked up at him, frowning worriedly. "Are you feeling okay?"
