Relapse

Sephiran hadn’t noticed her outcry when he pulled the blade away, unintentionally teasing her with the release she craved so badly. His mind had spiraled far beyond the games he typically played with her - for the first time since they met, he was vulnerable, but not in the sense she was hoping for. It was nothing more than a temper tantrum. The phrases that flowed from his lips resonated from a distorted sense of reality - but to Sephiran, it was his reality. The words were more real to him than anything else at this moment- more real than the soft plush of her pelt, the metallic taste of her blood, the herbal perfume that clung to her body. This love, affirmation, obsession…. whatever it may be. It was real.

Squeezing her tighter, he felt her body go stiff in his embrace. Was she overwhelmed by emotion too? The thought brought a smirk to his lips, his head pulling back so he could look into her eyes. Tears? It left him confused - were they from his confessions, or how hard he was pinning her down? Perhaps a combination of both? Either way, Aurelia was quick to blink them away. Sephiran waited for some type of reaction - needed to hear her say she hadn’t been tainted. Be pure for me. But the response she gave was so unexpected, Sephiran was let in complete and utter shock.

Rhazien? Did she really just say Rhazien?

Taking a step back, Sephiran looked like he stumbled away in shock, finding the wall against his side. It allowed her to sit up and prop herself against the wall, which he didn’t protest. “What?” He said, completely in disbelief- the shock amplifying when she went on to explain the information Rhazien wanted her to deliver.

Auriga, Cifarelli, Yarrabelle. Was it really possible they had come looking for him? And that Rhazien wanted Aurelia to summon him?

It sounded like something his uncle would do- always cryptic in his words and actions, wanting everyone to try and guess his next move. So far, everything seemed to check out - there was no other explanation for the knowledge Aurelia had suddenly gained. And yet, there was a part of Sephiran that didn’t believe her, because it seemed too good to be true. Without warning, he suddenly rushed forward, wanting to stand directly in front of Aurelia who was propping herself up against the wall. “Tell me,” Reclining onto his haunches and placing a paw on the wall beside her head, he used it to balance himself and lean forward towards her face. “What did he look like? Smell like?” Rhazien was distintable, both in appearance and smell. If he had really been here, he would be easy to describe. "Who did he have with him?" Sephiran just needed more convincing, because if it was true, he knew his uncle would never touch one of his playthings.

Which meant Aurelia might still be pure.  

"Speech"