Clowy's pov:
I was told that Christian would be found in no time, though I was still worried I decided to walk around the castle to calm myself down, azazel's men were the best in this area they will surely find him, or so I've been told.
I sat down on the floor criss-crossed just staring at the whale's and small fish's Roaming, I went back a little once a shark came in view, but it simply ignored me not even attempting to do anything, I sighed in relief before returning to my position.
though I was stressed i managed to pretend for a while, but still even if I tried to relax the thought of something bad possibly happening to him hadn't skipped my mind, and it kept pulling me from a pitch of relaxation, or even calmness, and untop of that I had a terrible headache due to all the thinking.
I heard Footsteps coming closer and closer to me but I didn't pay any mind to it, well not until the person sat next to me, I looked at the ginger who told me not to worry just a few minutes ago, he didn't say anything nether did I, we just stared at one another.
I looked away from him and returned my focus back on the fish's passing by, one reminded me of Christian, I don't know why but it just did, it brought me to break the silence between us, "any news about Christian?" I asked inching closer to the small fish, Gandalf pulled me back by my shirt, causing me to send a glare his way.
"you will scare it away" oh, I returned to my previous position, "and to answer you question, no azazel hasn't told me anything" I nodded, my headache got even worse after those words left his mouth, the tiny bit of calmness in me completely disappeared without a trace.
it was to be expected yet I still couldn't believe it, I sighed, at this rate keeping a calm poster isn't going to even work, Gandalf can read me like a book, "clowy think about the positive side of things instead of the negative, please you are killing me" he wasn't wrong not even one bit but I don't think anyone in my position would take his advice.
even him himself wouldn't listen to his own advice it's just a fact, but what I'm killing him what does he mean by that? "what do you mean?" he looked at me before speaking, "just try and calm down, I hate seeing like this" I nodded not wanting to ask any further questions, I really wanted to dwell more into his feelings about me, its just not the right time.
he gently pushed my head on his shoulder, letting out the most frustrated sigh i've ever heard come from him, I'm no empath but I sense that I'm not the only here going through a hard time right now, Gandalf has stressed written all over his face and it's bothering me, and I don't know why it's bothering me.
"clowy i-I'm glad I met you" I didn't think i would agree with him yet I did, it's been a few days and with those few days he's managed to treat me like I'm a princess, like he even bowed...for me, he becomes more and more better inch time I see him, I'm not just glad but grateful that he accepted me and Christian with open arms.
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Gandalf's pov:
I almost said it i almost messed up, I can't believe I had the guts to even attempt it whilst lying to her face, whilst reassuring her knowing well that the person she wanted to be found, wasn't even being searched for, but haunted down because of my stupid decisions.
I ran my hands through my hair, I somehow managed to lose the hair tie and now I was suffering the consequence, I have no idea who took it or where I dropped it, I was stressed I had a headache I was lying to someone I so obviously love and now my hair won't leave my eyes alone.
I wasn't even in control of my own decisions anymore, just because I wasn't thinking straight according to azazel, he completely took over, and expected me to keep myself together when I can't even keep my hair in one place for a minute.
he went with the his men to go find cyfrin, leaving me all alone to contemplate, and the more I overthink the more I understand what he meant when he said I wasn't thinking straight, there was not way I was to live if I ever gone ahead with my plan, I completely forgot the part were they treat me as such because they don't know that....
they would never forgive me, I wouldn't forgive me, I'm so stuck, "Gandalf" I heard Clowy's angelic voice say lowly, I looked up at her, she's so beautiful, "yes" I answered equally as low, she sat down before speaking, " a maiden gave a dulan forgive me if I'm pronouncing it wrong, " oh phew I thought it was going to be a series conversion, I don't think I'm ready for that yet.
"do you know what it is?" I asked placing my elbow on the desk and resting my chin on my palm, she shook her head, "it's like a stress ball as you humans would call it, but you don't just squeeze it" I explained she nodded, "what does it do?" she asked as she gave it to me, I placed it down on the floor and pressed a small button on the bottom.
it turned to a massage chair, pretty much the best thing I own, "well what are you waiting for, sit down and let it wash away your stress" she stood up and sat in it, "woah" I know clowy i know.
she sat in the chair for a good hour or two until we were both rudely interrupted by azazel breaking my office door down, "Gandalf come with me!!" I stood up and gestured him to go outside without me, clowy looked at me worry written all over her face, worry for cyfrin.
I forced a smile to reassure her just a little bit, before I left, azazel dragged me down the hall yelling words I could barely make out, until one caught my attention, "cyfrin he's- Gandalf he's here and he's more powerful than I thought" my eyes widened as a gasp escaped my lips, "what!"
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