[ELARA]
Ruelle finds me just as I’m about to leave my quarters to visit Alec and put an end to his suffering.
“Elara,” she greets me cheerfully, extending her arms. For a moment I hesitate — the silver dagger is still in my hand but she hasn’t noticed it yet. I discreetly slide it up my sleeve and wrap the other arm around her. “I’m sorry for my brother’s behavior.”
She’s now changed into a sheer beige gown held at the shoulders with pins shaped in the form of werewolves. I don’t know what metal it is, but it looks like silver. “Has he always been like that?” I ask her as she guides me back into the quarters.
“I’m sure he was dropped on his head as a baby. Or a mage cursed him to always only say stupid s**t. But he's always been charming I suppose, considering the number of woman tha
