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Mornië utúlië (1x1 w/ Jikkah)

Nana sat in the carriage silently, sitting beside someone- whom it was she didn’t know -silently panicking. What would Motochika do when he came back? They knew what he was, and now, she wouldn’t be there to greet him; would she even survive that long?
 
“And my child..?” She turned to face where she heard him speak. “Please, my child has done no wrong..!”
 
“No!- Why?! For what..!?” Nana clenched her fists, holding her hand before her stomach as if she could shield her unborn child from them.
 
"It will be born a fae, a halfling but a fae regardless. If that is not to your liking, we can kill you both and then locate the father." He said.
 
Her heart nearly stopped in her chest at his words. “No! Please, don’t kill my child..” She let her shoulders sag a bit. What was she to do? What would happen to her after her child is born?
 
When they arrived at the destination, after many long hours in the uncomfortably small carriage, she was brought out once again. This time a gloved hand grabbed her arm.
“Shall I take her to the healers to ensure she didn’t bring any diseases with her, or take her to the cells?” The muffled voice asked, the same one she had heard once before.
 
“Of course.” The man in the cloak and mask nodded, leading Nana off to the healer so she could be checked over.
 
After escorting Nana to her examination, she was given new clothes and brought to the cells, locked away once more, but at least this time she wasn’t chained up.
 
She had a bed amd from what she could feel there was a basin to wash with and at least a hole so she could use the restroom. What was going to happen to Motochika when he got back? Would she ever get to hear his voice again? Feel him hold her?
 
Amaya needed time and moisture if she was to rebuild her body back to a sturdy state, spending most of her time in a slumber like state in the food cellar Akihime had shown her.
 
Akihime brought buckets of water for her, trying to give her as much water and moisture as she needed, "You know, I'm tempted to just put you in my wash basin full of cold river water.." She said playfully.
 
“Then you would have no where to bathe.” Amaya said as she cupped her hands in the bucket before her, slowly drinking some of the water.
 
She shot a glance over at Akihime, scowling softly. “It’s dangerous for a young woman like you to bathe out in the open like that.”
 
She blinked and smiled, "I know...but I won't if it upsets you so...I'll find a spare bucket and use that. It's no problem, you are my main concern." She said gently.
 
She glared over her shoulder. “I’ve said before, this is fine.” She turned her head away, finding being a familiar to such a young child a bit of a nuisance.
 
She frowned softly, "I'll leave you alone, then. If you need anything, I'll bring it." She said gently, "Please recover quickly.." She wished before leaving Amaya in peace.
 
Amaya would remain down in the cellar like she usually did, occasionally coming out on cool nights to be among nature. Her leg was nearly completely restructured, only a few cracks in it, and her hand was halfway done.
 
Akihime brought her more water when she could, making sure it was cold enough to help. "You don't like me very much, do you?" She asked gently, "I can feel it, because of our binding...you think I'm naive.." She said.
 
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