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Maija's situation was one she definitely did not like. The white King had challenged for her in exchange for information regarding his former Queen, of whom Taurig had known nothing about. Regardless of him not knowing, Isardis had seized her anyway as the prize for his lack of knowledge. Maija was indeed angry. After being escorted to Glaciem against her will, she made a vow of silence until she was able to leave the cold kingdom of the albino. Since she was used to being in solitude, she was doing pretty well.
It hadn't even been a day, but she was still pining for Taurig. She wanted to be by his side, wrapped in the secure cobalt blanket that symbolized safety and warmth. To have been peeled from him made her heart ache, and the pups moved inside her stomach as she thought of not being able to have him in this cold forest. As luck would have it, her sad thoughts were cut through with the familiar howl of her beloved. Maija, who had been curled in a ball with her head resting on her front paws, raised her head with perked ears. She analyzed the tones that broke through the air and her heart began to pace a bit faster. Could he really be here? |