Aija the Moon Elf - ELEVEN
It was late at night.
The Mistress was deep asleep for the first time, since she had returned.
On the nights before she had woken up often, suddenly, breathing heavily and with this also waking and startling Aija, who had never witnessed her Mistress like this.
In those moments she would simply pull the Moon Elf in close, cradling Aija's head on her chest.
Aija could hear her Mistress's heart beating fast and would try to... just be there, be warm and putting her Mistress at ease, gently caressing her, while trying to calm her own fear filled heart.
On the third night had been even worse.
Aija had found herself alone in the big canopy bed, the sheets beside her still warm.
She had quietly gotten up, looking around her. The smell of the sweet incense still heavy in the air. As well as a hint of her Mistress's scent, but dampened under the sweetness. Still she could make out a bitter tasting hint of fear, which the incense wasn't able to hide from her fine senses.
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