i'm a slave to all these voices in my head.

*Lova* · 11-07-2013, 06:51 PM

After the war had died down, Lova had found herself back where she was. A dame, lower then the lovely Abelinda, and just another servant for Isar. Though they had gotten plenty of prisoners from the time that they fought. Even the boy that Lova herself had fought against. Her ribs caked with blood and other various wounds from bronze. They hurt but happily would not scar. As she held a snow rabbit in her jaws, fatty and plump, she looked around before walking towards him under the pine. Her ears pinned back as she looked at bronze with her cyan eyes. Setting the rabbit down she pushed it gently towards Bronze. "Has anyone treated your wounds yet?" She whispered silently. Isar would probably have her head if he caught her healing him. But she wasn't doing it because she pitied him. It was simply in her nature. Naturally she believed that since Bronze was here, he couldn't escape with his own strength anyway, not with these many wolves anyway. Feeding him was another thing, Lova could do whatever she wished with Bronze unless Isar told her otherwise. In which case she would listen to the icy king.
"I didn't do anything to the food so it's safe to eat." She whispered splaying herself onto her stomach. She kept her bright cyan eyes on him though, just in case she needed to detain him. Lova was nice, but she wasn't a saint after all. She was under the ice kings rule, yearning to have his children. Even though he already had women he favored over her. It was just plain lucky Lova did not believe in love.

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