Carina

Elias smiled. Probably a little too wide, but it felt right. "You're welcome," he said, letting go of her hand. He leaned back on his hands, staring at the food ...

Elias decided to ignore (well, not ignore -- he didn't really listen) Jerica's snark and leaned in. With one hand, he took the rum, and with the other, he grabbed ...

Elias didn't think Jerica would talk and talk and talk, practically revealing her entire life story. At least... he thought she did. It was hard to understand since he didn't ...

Mel wanted to playfully stick out her tongue when Nikolai asked if she lived under a rock, but his curiosity and following genuine question kept her from doing so. Instead, ...

Well, he didn't eat meat. How was Elias supposed to know that Jerica wanted to put raw pieces in the stew and not the salty dried pieces she had yesterday? ...

Elias grimaced, trying to avert her head but giving her a flick of his eyes. "...Why don't you just add the meat in your bowl?" he asked.

Mel's head spun. "December 1889..." she repeated with a faraway voice, laying back on the chair with the cup still in her hands. That was hundreds and hundreds of years ...

Elias could see what Jerica meant when she said he'd be sore. The lesson to trot on Mellie was difficult, stiff, and unpleasant. One, his balance was still awful. Two, ...

Mel listened intently, trying to understand. The more Nikolai talked, the more she began to ask herself: why did this all sound so familiar? She tried to think back on ...

Elias couldn't help but feel sorry for Jerica. She seemed to accept being a villain without any hesitation or thought. At least, that was what it appeared on the surface. ...

Elias breathed out a sigh of relief, glad that Jerica dropped the subject. He shot her an appreciative glance. Even if she didn't verbally express it out loud, he could ...

How was the spotlight now on him? Wasn't this supposed to be about Jerica and about the horrifying scene in the town just a little bit ago? Elias clenched his ...

Elias glanced at Jerica to try to gauge her expression, but he couldn't. It was hard to tell if she came from genuine curiosity, sympathy, or something else. He decided ...

"...No," Elias said solemnly, feeling the answer starting to crawl its way out of the back of her throat. Evaline was mad at him for various reasons, but again, a ...

Elias was taking a swig of water from the canteen, but then spit it out mid-swallow when Jerica asked her final question. He had to take a minute to cough ...