Sunshine Healing

In the days that followed the termination of her pregnancy, Syanna did her best to just heal and forget. She was bedridden following the trialing procedure, letting her body recover in its own time. She hadn't experienced any more symptoms of her pregnancy, so she assumed it meant the procedure had been successful. It was a bittersweet victory, and ultimately one that left Syanna feeling hollow and less like herself than it did before. Was this how all those other faes felt when they'd gone through with it? Was this why so many of their mates ended up leaving them? Because of the depression they sank into afterwards? Well, getting to live it firsthand was an experience she had never wanted, nor would wish on anyone. She hated the way she felt, hated herself too. Voicing those thoughts and feelings didn't happen though; she didn't want to worry Ezra more than he was already panicking over her. Syanna knew he meant well, but it was anxiety he didn't need to put himself through.

One of the perks of staying in bed all day was that you never had to face anyone. She could hide herself away all day with her crushing thoughts and broken soul and just pretend she didn't exist. Others came to check on her, but Ezra kept them all at bay, reassuring them that she was just recuperating. It wasn't a lie, but it wasn't the whole truth either. In all honesty, Syanna just wanted to stop existing. She felt trapped in her own body, a prisoner of her circumstances and her victimization. It revolted her to see how much she'd fallen from grace. So when Ezra came marching into their room and sidled up alongside their bed like he wanted her to climb on, Syanna shot him a confused glower. No. No, she didn't want to go anywhere. "Ezra..." she sighed in protest, but he would have none of it. Syanna tried to resist a few more times, but he was stubborn and persistent. So with a defeated sigh, she slumped her body across Ezra's back and let him take her off to... wherever he was taking her.

Ezra carried her out of the castle and into the bright summer sun, carting her over to a picnic he'd set up for them. A small smile touched the corners of her lips at the sweet gesture; he was such a silly romantic and much too kindhearted. She slid off of his back onto the blanket when he set her down, feeling the sunlight warming her matted fur. She was a sight for sure, having not bothered to bathe or groom since the procedure. Ezra curled his massive body around hers and Syanna laid her head down across his paws, giving in and letting him pamper her however he saw fit. This was almost entirely for his benefit; she knew he was trying his damnedest for her and she didn't want to discourage him or break his heart further. So she played along, if for no other reason than to make him happy. "You didn't have to do all of this for me," she commented after a moment, looking at all the effort he'd put into their spread. "You really shouldn't have..."

"Syanna & Ezra"