127. Alea
There were smudges of dirt on her beautiful face. In a dirty tunic, mud-caked boots, and leather leggings with a couple of tears exposing glimpses of pale thighs, the woman was petite with a delicately elegant figure. Disheveled, sparrow-blue hair hung down to just above her shoulders. Woven through the messy locks were feathers of the same color, creating an interesting layered texture. As soon as she stumbled in our path, her piercing golden eyes darted to Saelia, Lysandra, and me. About ten feet away, she straightened and looked at us with a mixture of caution and tentative relief. We stared back at her, Lysandra and I with curiosity; the warden with suspicion. Fuck, she’s cute… Judging by the feathers in her hair and the bird-like eyes, I’m betting she’s a demi-aviatin. I gave her a smile meant to convey no bad intentions, one that I prayed to Nikki wouldn’t come off as creepy. “Hey, uh, you alright?” She furrowed her brow, watching us carefully. “No… I’ve been lost in
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