Cerulean Cape wave-wracked and wanton

Blooping this in here for timing purposes.

Coelacanth returned to the group just as Serein’s tale came to a close — a serendipitous thing, as her beloved Stockholm was next to offer a story. She loved to hear him talk, and although her concern was piqued by Komodo’s seemingly unprompted absence, she tuned out the rest of the world to listen to the story of the heroic Rakesh and the part he played in the Great War.

Even a hero as great as Rakesh seemed frail when compared with the solid reality that Stockholm offered, though; and the thought of losing him was so painful that she catapulted toward him as he was in the middle of his concluding line. Pressing herself against him as though he was wounded in some way, she searched his face for reassurance, wishing all the while that she was an Aralez — sworn to protect him and gifted with the ability to grant him life and strength.