ohvexahlia:

IN SAFE HANDS

SUMMARY. She’s saved the Dyrwood and faced off against the gods themselves, but sometimes it’s a simple rescue mission that makes Neria feel like she’s doing the most good in the world.
NOTES. written for @pillarspromptsweekly prompt 0009
Work has been absolutely awful lately so i haven’t been able to finish a prompt in a while but i have thousands of words worth of wips, so hopefully i can get caught up and post some older prompt responses over the next couple of weeks.
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Neria, already relatively full from the numerous taste tests she’d done while cooking – something else she’d picked up from her mother – rested an arm on Eder’s shoulder, leaning against him and taking advantage of the rare experience of being a few inches taller than him. “So, boys, what do you think? The Devil’s no help, but Pallegina’s already given me some very Vailian criticisms.”

Kana paused long enough to give her an enthusiastic thumbs up. Eder set his bowl on the ground in front of him, wiping his mouth with the back of his hand before answering. “Better than the stuff we had back in Stalwart.”

“Yeah? I’d say you’re biased,” Neria mused, fingers absentmindedly beginning to play with Eder’s hair, “but you’re also absolutely right.” She grinned down at him, allowing herself to simply enjoy the proximity as Hiravias rejoined them with a bowl of his own and the cave they’d been taking shelter in fell back into relative silence; for several minutes, the occasional crack and pop of the fading fire was the only thing audible over the storm outside, and the low, steady howl of the winds only made it that much more obvious when a child’s scream pierced the air.

Neria froze, her hands stilling in the lazy massage she had been giving to a somewhat drowsy Eder. Hands still resting on his shoulders, she leaned down to ask – as quietly as she could while making herself heard over the storm – “Did you hear that?”

“Hear what?”

“It sounded–” She was cut off by a second shrill cry; this time, she caught a flicker of movement as Hiravias’ ear twitched, and he turned to glance back at her. “It’s close,” Neria pointed out, already reaching for her war hammer. “We can’t just… ignore it.”

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