Blair frowned, but nodded. "Fine." A rustling higher up drew her gaze back to Aella, who had abandoned whatever she was doing and was making her way back down to the ground. The woman was positively careless in her actions, zigzagging her way through the beams, landing barefoot and balancing precariously on the thin wood before landing on the loft and completely ignoring the ladder as she landed beside Blair, smoothing her dress.One of the Corim boys below was tending to the larger dragons Kyle’s gaze was drawn to Aella, distaste clear in his eyes. She thought herself more squirrel than woman. “After breakfast...”
“Oh good,” Cam said. The Borealan food was beyond delicious. “I’m starving.”
Kyle continued “...And our personal courtier should come in three... two...”
A door burst open, and a long shadow was cast across the sunbeam crossing the floor.
“Breakfast’s ready!” Korim yelled. “Come in while it’s still hot!”
Kyle smiled. “We’ll be right there.”
Blair scowled, backing away, earning a sneer from Aella.
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"Coming!" Aella smiled at Korim when she landed, grabbing her boots from the corner and tugging them on. Her clothes had been cleaned, but she favored the dresses the Borealan people had landed them. By far, they were some of her favorite people, even if she couldn't understand them that well. Mallie had been kind enough to fix her hair several times, and it was healthier then it had been in a very long time.
And for the first time in forever, she fell asleep with a full stomach, no longer starving. She tried not to get used to it, for she knew she would go back to being on the streets when this was done. But she wouldn't mind staying in Borealan forever if she could. She had learned quite a bit of the language already, and did her best to remember it. Its much nicer here then in New York...
"Morming, Korim!" She greeted as she passed him, a small smile on her face. She did not trust people easily, but the people had been nice enough that she had a sort of trust for them.