"He hates that the dragons get to work while he is denied even selling papers, he also hates asking for help. I don't understand why he hates me though." her eyes filled with tears again "Ever since mother died, he's never talked to me the way he used to, always laughing."
ONE ON ONE with @Carrots (stalkers welcome!!)
“I’m sorry to hear that…” Aeron said, gently.
"It's fine, do you have any knives or daggers?" she asked looking up at him
“Well, I might. I don’t tend to need them with me being a…” He sighed and hung his head, “A dragon..” he said quietly.
"Can I use them?" she asked eager to use her pent-up anger on a unsuspecting tree
He nodded, “Wait here.” He summoned his wings, starting to feel very drained from using his power and quickly flew to his cabin. He rummaged trough some old drawers before he found two, golden hilted blades. He flew back, made his wings disappear and handed them over before sitting on the ground, panting a little.
Olivia looked at him then at the blades he doesn't even know me and yet he gave me these knives to use? She sighed then walked towards his cabin(?)
(They could walk back to the cabin?)
After Aeron had caught his breath, he followed Olivia back to his cabin.
Olivia turned to face him "Where is the steak i gave you?" she asked (maybe he could be offended ad give it to her in anger although she was going to make food because he looked drained)
(Okie)
“Over there,” He said, waving a shadow around the meat bringing it to his hands, “If you wanted it back you could have just asked..” He said, giving the steak back to Olivia and opening the door to his cabin.
Olivia walked in and started cutting up the steak. she looked around for seasonings and vegetable. she cut them up and added it to the meat, stirring the pot and tasting the stew.
“What are you doing?” Aeron asked slumping down on the couch.
Olivia ignored him and started humming. Once the stew was done, she tasted it again then put some in a large bowl, "Here, eat this." she said bringing the steaming bowl to him
Aeron took it warily, taking a few bites, “It’s good, thanks…” He said finishing the bowl, “You didn’t have to do that.”
"It's the least i can do for what you did for my family." she put her cloak back on "I need to go find an inn to stay at, I thank you and take my leave." she put her hood up and turned to the door He is much nicer than Father said they are
“Wait,” Oh god, Aeron way are you considering this “Do you… do you want to stay here? Saves you travelling in the dark…” He said, trying not to sound awkward.
"A-are you sure?" she asked awkwardly "I have already caused you much trouble, It's fine." she aid and faces the door once again
(should this be like the beauty and the beast ish part?)
“No, stay.” He sad, more firmly this time.
(What do u mean?)
"Ok, if you insist." she took of her cloak and hung it on the nearby hooks. she looked around "May I?" she asked gesturing to the telescope.
(I mean like how is the romance part being added? I kinda thought of it like Him not allowing her to leave, making an excuse that she has to pay off the coins she borrowed which leads to her falling for him? it's an idea lol you don't have to accept it :D)
(No, I like it :) )
Aeron nodded and stayed silent for a while before saying, “Olivia, I’m sorry but you can’t leave. Not until you’ve paid me back.”
"Wait, what? But you said i can have them!" she exclaimed stopping on her journey to the telescope
“Everything in this world comes with a price. Nothing is free.” He didn’t look at her.
Olivia turned away from him as tears fell down her face "Where can I rest?" she asked in a cold voice
“There’s a room in the back.” He waved in the direction casually.
Olivia nods and walks there. she shuts the door and leans against it crying, "Father was right, I never should have come here. He was right in slapping me." she tried to muffle her sobs
Aeron rubbed his hands over his face. You had too. You had too keep her here so you can keep living. Once she had paid the money back, she can leave. You’re not harsh, like the stories. You’re not like the stories Aeron kept reminding himself he isn’t like the stories of a dangerous monster. He was doing what he needed to do. He wasn’t a monster but he couldn’t make himself believe it.
(timeskip to the morning?)
(Sure thing)
Olivia woke up and stretched. she looked around where am I? Suddenly all the memories of last night came rushing back. she kept a hard face and exited the room, going into the kitchen to make some tea. Once the tea finished boiling, she added milk and sugar to it then sat on the window sill smiling softly as she watched 2 birds fight over a crumb of bread.
Aeron had been out early that morning, hunting down a group of men that had gotten to close to the cabin that night. He’d sustain quite a few injuries: A few broken ribs, wrist, cuts and bruises. His wings had a few slashes down each one and when he landed they dropped to the ground. He had no energy to hold them up.