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Ascending Legends

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Dayn gave one more kiss to both Arryn and Mazy before carefully sliding out from around the two to change into presentable clothing. "Won't be too long, I promise." Dayn held to his word and returned shortly with three bowls of thick, hearty oatmeal, as well as something special for Arryn. "It was the last one they had.", he said as he held out a pear pastry. "I thought you might like it."
 
Arryn grinned and took the pastry as she sat up. Very gently, she nudged Mazy, who slowly woke up. "Somethin' wrong?" "We brought you breakfast." Mazy was up right away at the mention of food. She gratefully took the oatmeal from Dayn and set in.
 
Dayn joined the girls on the bed, handing Arryn her bowl before starting in on his own. "Eat up. We've got a long trip ahead of us today."
 
Soon after, they were travelling toward home. Camp was a simple affair half-way between the city and Rorich. Mazy had held Dayn or Arryn's hand the whole way, whenever possible. Now she sat on her sleeping bag in silence while Arryn stirred some stew. Arryn leaned over to Dayn and said, "Make sure the dream from the other night isn't bothering her, she's awfully quiet."
 
Dayn kissed Arryn's cheek before walking over and sitting down next to Mazy. "How are you doing?", he asked as he mussed up her hair.
 
Mazy smiled a bit and looked at Dayn. "I'm doing fine. I'm just thinking about some things." She paused for a few moments, then asked, "Dayn, where'd you get the scars on your hands?" Arryn looked up with wide eyes at Dayn. This was... unexpected....
 
Dayn caught a glimpse of Arryn's expression and gave a half smile. It was only a matter of time before this came up, but it didn't mean that it hadn't been expected this early. "I got them while fighting a really bad man. He had taken Arryn hostage to get at me, and when I went to save her I got caught in a trap. The trap gave me these scars as well as some on my back."
 
Mazy nodded. "I've been caught in traps before. It's not fun...." Mazy wrapped her arms around Dayn's neck to give him a hug. "I'm glad you're okay, though."
 
As Dayn hugged Mazy he hoped to the gods above that Mazy had never been caught in the trap he had been. "Thank you. I'm glad I'm okay too. I wouldn't be able to hug you or hold my wife otherwise."
 
Before Mazy could reply, Arryn called for dinner and dished out the stew. After, they settled down for bed. Mazy was asleep right away in her makeshift temp, and Arryn cuddled up to Dayn in theirs. "How are you feeling, mo chroi?"
 
Dayn had wrapped his arms around Arryn as she cuddled close. "Worn." He slowly nuzzled against Arryn's neck, sighing heavily. "And my scars are burning."
 
Arryn pulled back a bit with a worried frown, and sat up. She pulled her bag over and started going through it. After a moment, she pulled out the balm her mother had made for her, and took Dayn's hand in hers to start gently massaging the balm into his scars.
 
Dayn winced as Arryn pressed against the scars, but after a few moments the balm began to soothe the pain away. After a moment or two Dayn managed to sit up and smile as he watched Arryn work the balm into his scars. "Thanks hon."
 
Dayn was happy to have some privacy from Mazy. Earlier he had simply changed into some comfortable pants and left his shirt off, and now that decision had been worthwhile. Without a word he turned around and scooted closer to Arryn. "It all burns. Banshee and trap scars alike."
 
Arryn nodded and set to work, trying to be as delicate as possible yet still work the balm as needed. She hated that Dayn's scars were plaguing him - she knew that pain, she didn't want him feeling it. So she would just do the best she could to ease his pain. Once the scars had been tended to, Arryn lightly kissed the back of Dayn's neck to let him know she was done.
 
Dayn smiled and leaned back gently into Arryn's embrace for a moment before laying down and pulling on her hand until she laid against him. "Let me hold you. I want you in my arms when we fall asleep."
 
Arryn smiled a bit and moved so she could nestle her head under his chin. This whole thing with Mazy had her concerned for his emotional state, and his scars hurting concerned her. Sure, it could have been random, but maybe not? Right now, though, she just wanted to make him as happy and comfortable as possible.
 
Dayn seemed to relax more when Arryn cuddled up to him. Her presence had always been soothing to him, but right now he felt like he was craving her attention. "I feel....off. Not really sure what it it though."
 
Arryn pulled back a bit and brushed Dayn's hair back tenderly while she looked in his eyes. Why did she get the feeling that something was truly off, and it wasn't just a suspicion? What was the reason? Arryn moved her hands behind Dayn's neck and pulled him close for a gentle kiss. Once they pulled away, she pulled him close again so she could hold him. If something was wrong, she wanted him to feel safe.
 
The sudden, almost urgency of Arryn's affection was unexpected yet so loving and tender that Dayn felt himself melting against her as she held him. Should he talk, or would she rather him just let her hold him in silence? Not wanting to ruin the tenderness and intimacy of the moment Dayn slowly pulled at their bond, letting Arryn in to search him. The raid, Mazy, Lia, dealing with the new magic that had occurred in both of them, returning to Riverbend knowing that he could be branded a monster, all of it was weighing in on him. Dayn slowly kissed Arryn's chest just below her collarbone before resting his head against her, not knowing what she would make of everything.
 
Arryn held Dayn a bit closer when she felt everything through their bond. Those were all problems she couldn't help him with. All she could do was try to make him more comfortable and more calm. So Arryn would do everything she could to that end.
 
"Is it wrong of me to dwell on these things?" Dayn asked quietly as he and Arryn lay together. "Do they affect our life together to the degree that I worry of, or am I just scared of losing all that I love again so much that I am worrying myself into an early grave?"
 
"It's not wrong of you. But I don't think it affects our lives too much. You're just worrying, is all. I won't say it's over nothing, but I will say that worrying isn't going to help."
 

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