*Meadow*
After our talk, I feel relaxed and safe. I am not letting my guards down completely, but in some ways, having an Angel, fallen or not, at my side is a big deal. I try to ponder what his presence really means to me, apart from discovering yet another set of fantasy creatures that are actually real. When he is around me, I don’t feel any alterations to myself. No behavior that would change is something I embrace. Cyrus’ control of emotions and connections, powers or abilities, is a dangerous weapon which we have luckily at our side as well.
Caleb is now preparing something for us to go out and explore the last area where the wind creatures saw the necromancers and I am waiting for him patiently. Demark is holding Pearl and I smile as I watch them both. He is very cute when he is with her, a new side of him.
“Meadow, why don’t you try resting here with Pearl? It can be so dangerous over there.” He says as both he and Pearl look at me.