Islinda tightened her grip around Eli's small hand, as if afraid that it would slip and she would abandon him like his mother did. Yes, she has bought the idea of him being abandoned by his mother and trusted the boy now.
Children don't lie.
There was no way a Fae trickster would follow her to the village without fear of being found out and overpowered by the humans. Moreover, no Fae could be as adorable as this kid, especially with his chubby cheeks that she was almost tempted to pinch - well, maybe Valerie.
Islinda's cheeks heated up, why would she think about the Fae that kissed her at this point? Clearing her throat, Islinda focused on her journey and cleared her improper thoughts. She was a lady for crying out loud.
Islinda walked on for a while when she turned back and realized that Eli was struggling to match her pace. Ahh, she must walk quickly and his small legs couldn't keep up with her. So she suddenly stopped and the boy stopped too, glancing up at her with questioning eyes.
"What is it, big sister?"
"Forgive me for being ignorant," Islinda said, "It must have been hard for you to walk with me all this while. But don't worry..." She stretched out her hand with a big smile, "Come on, let me carry you and hasten our journey."
"What?" His lips twitched and there was a stormy look in his eyes, not that Islinda noticed. How dare this mortal...?!
"Come now, don't be shy," She cajoled him and before Eli could protest or even think of escaping, she had already hunched down in front of him and tugged him forward by wrapping his small arms around her neck. Hence, he was left with no other choice but to let her piggyback him.
Damn, Islinda broke out in a sweat. For a young child, he was quite heavy. Islinda thought her hip was going to break in two. However, she couldn't give up, that would be embarrassing and the boy would be disappointed with her. Hence, she gritted her teeth and stood up, slightly jerking him forward and balancing him on her back.
"Big sister...." The boy said timidly as if afraid to speak up, "I am quite heavy, aren't I?"
"What?" Her cheeks were flushed and her heart began to race, "Of course not! You are perfect." She lied through her teeth. Damn it, he was quite heavy but she couldn't say it to his face and traumatize the young child.
"You can put me down, big sister. I eat a lot and my mother says I look like a bloated steamed bun." Eli said emotionally, fiddling with his hands wrapped around her neck.
A small hand clasped hers, "Big sister, are you alright?" He pouted his lips, looking at her with big, pitiful eyes.
"Of course, I'm alright!" She was dying right now. Islinda needed to go home and get a rest while someone massaged and rubbed her aching back with a warm towel. Unfortunately, none of that was impossible. The closest to that wish would be her stepmother scalding her with hot water instead.
Islinda shivered involuntarily, having realized she had been away from home for hours and knew not what awaited her there. She swallowed nervously. Yet Islinda did not regret her actions because, for the first time since her father's death, she felt alive.
Her first kiss was given to Valerie, a Fae and perhaps, it thrilled her because it was a forbidden affair, and she couldn't wait to see where it led. Probably heartbreak, they were worlds apart.
But then, what is the fun of living If she doesn't take the risk? The future is unknown and anything could happen.
She needed something to happen.
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