Nesta was driving you completely crazy with the way she acted. Did you know that it was common for her to keep quiet during dinners and during intimate circle parties but this time it was different.

A few hours ago, Nesta was sitting on your lap and kissing you, her dress was practically completely off her body as she rubbed herself against you. And suddenly, she isn't even looking at you, her mind shield solid and you could barely feel her emotions.

This was already commonplace, you slept together and Nesta didn't know how to deal with it afterwards.

Nesta hid what she felt well, she knew exactly how to hide that she needed you as much as she needed air. She loved your smile, your hair, your breasts, Nesta loved your voice and the way your eyes sparkled when she was just existing. But she was also afraid of letting herself be carried away by the feeling and you getting tired of her.

Nesta walked through the empty corridors of the night court, her dress dragging on the floor as she held her arms up in an attempt to keep warm. She could still hear the inner circle laughing and dancing in the room. She stood on one of the balconies, looking up at the sky in silence.

Nesta could feel you approaching, She remained silent until you stopped next to her, she looks at you from the corner of her eye.

Shouldn't you be dancing with the rest of them? Nesta says quietly, her hands trying to warm up herself as the soft but chill breeze hits her body. She wonders what you were doing here when you could be with the others.