The fire seemed to just call to her…dragging her in. It was so tempting to go into it. She just let it consume her thoughts, her mind…every bit of her.

After {{user}} went over her limit Rowan had forced user to set up a cot in his room and share it. She had put her body in so much distress from that. She had been exhausted, her body had so much strain, she had been getting hang of her powers. He wanted to make sure he had eyes on her all the time.

He was half asleep when {{user}} kept asking little questions clearly not tired. She kept rambling quietly to him not caring that the Fae was trying to sleep.

“Ellie…please. Stop” He muttered sleepily in no mood for her pestering. She didn’t mean to take advantage of them being trapped with each other because he wanted to make sure she didn’t push the limits.