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Monday arrived and Aria's nerves were on edge that morning as she made her way to one of the Manor's many fireplaces to Floo over to Oxford to begin her work day. Sebastian had tried calling her again a few more times over the weekend, and while of course Aria hadn't answered, she really didn't want to see him in person either. She knew he would most likely be looking for her though, whether to explain himself, or maybe even apologize, Aria wasn't sure she could handle it right now. She just wanted to be left alone in her spot in the library to do her work peacefully and quietly. She wanted to be surrounded by books and nothing else. At least today she wouldn't have to hear the insistent buzzing of the little magical book she had found, since it would be here at the Manor with Lucius while he worked on translating it and figuring out what it meant for them.
Lucius walked her over to the fireplace and handed her a handful of Floo Powder, but not before bringing her close into his body and crushing his lips up against hers in a possessive and mind-numbing kiss. "If you need any help at all…if you need me for any reason…if anyone bothers you….please apparate back home right away. Don't hesitate," Lucius said as his fierce grey eyes pierced her green ones.
"I will," Aria said as she clutched to the lapels of his cloak and kissed him back just as passionately. She really didn't want to be parted from him. She wished she could stay home and work on the book with him. She of course loved Oxford and the work, but the incident with Sebastian had tainted everything.
"Come back to me soon my love," Lucius said as Aria situated herself firmly in the fireplace as she was about to Floo her way to Oxford.
"Always," Aria practically whispered, since the next second she spoke loudly and clearly, "Jericho Tavern," and she was off in a flash of green flame.
Aria didn't know what to expect the moment she landed in Jericho Tavern and she noticed she had flinched slightly when she stepped out of their fireplace almost as if she had expected Sebastian to be there waiting for her the moment she arrived. Luckily he wasn't, and Aria let out a big breath she had been holding and felt a bit better. She felt even more calmed when she strolled through the sunny, gorgeous streets of Oxford as she made her way to the Bodleian.
Still no sign of Sebastian. Good, she thought as she continued walking and enjoying the sights of the magical and ancient city. However, she knew she wasn't safe yet, as he could most likely definitely be waiting for her in the section of the library she worked in. She eventually made her way up to the grand front doors of the library, she had arrived rather suddenly it seemed as her mind was so preoccupied and she shook her head a bit trying to dispel the nerves that had now come back tenfold.
She made her way hurriedly through the muggle section of the library, a place she normally loved to look around and marvel at, but not today. She couldn't quite shake her nerves, and she was beginning to become agitated that one man could hold so much power over the not so good feelings she had within her mind and body. As she passed through the magical bookcase that led into the wizarding section of the library and then up the spiral staircase to the area in which she worked in, she noticed her hands started to shake a bit as Sebastian was surely going to be up on the second floor waiting for her arrival.
However, Sebastian was no where to be found in her work area, and Aria, again, let out a huge sigh of relief. Thank goodness he wasn't there. Her nerves were so on edge and she didn't want to talk to him. Perhaps he had gotten the hint by her lack of returning his calls that she didn't want to talk to him yet. Maybe not even ever again. Feeling a thousand pounds of weight being lifted off her shoulders, Aria shrugged out of her coat and set her bags on one of the desks as she got ready to work. She would be focusing on the French language stacks of texts today and she was quite excited. She loved anything to do with French history and artifacts, and these rare and ancient books were simply oozing with magic and mystery. Her heritage was also strongly French too and so she was excited to see if she would be able to find anything about her family in these texts. Rolling up her sleeves she dove into her project with a relieved and excited smile on her face. Maybe today wouldn't be so bad after all.
Back at the Manor, Lucius had been extremely focused and determined all morning on trying to reveal and translate the writings and symbols in the book. Lucius still couldn't get over how ancient the pages looked, almost as if they were made out of very thin slices of tree bark that had been aged for millennia. However, he did notice that the leather cover and binding on the outside of the book somehow didn't look as old as the pages within. How odd. As he worked on it, he had to be sure to be exceedingly gentle and careful, as he felt as if any sudden or accidentally rough movement would permanently damage the precious, little book. Deep down Lucius just knew it was about him and Aria; he could feel the powerful magic that it emanated, as every time he touched the pages, his hands slightly tingled and warmed.
None of his translation spells and charms had worked. At one point, he even had to bruise his own ego a bit by heading to one of his many bookshelves to find some spell books which had some more advanced and rare magic…spells he had never tried before that may be of assistance to him. Alas, none of them did, and he was beginning to lose a bit of hope.
Lucius began pacing a bit as he tried to think of some other methods he could try. Oh how he wished his beautiful witch was here. She was so smart and intuitive about these types of things and he knew she would be able to ponder with him on what to do as a potential solution. He didn't want to disappoint her though. He told her he would figure this out, and he wanted her to not have to worry about this on top of her already time-consuming job she was doing for the Bodleian. As he paced, he stared into the fire that crackled in the fireplace. Looking at the fire got him thinking about potion making just then…and an idea popped into his head. Since no spell he knew had been working, perhaps a potion would do the trick? But the pages were so delicate…he was worried using a potion would definitely severely damage the book; and besides what potion would he use?
All Slytherins were rather skilled in potion making, as it was rather common for that particular Hogwarts house to feel connected with the art. Not only was the Slytherin common room located right next to the potions classroom in the castle, but most of the Potion Masters of the school were Slytherins themselves. Horace Slughorn had taught Lucius when he had attended Hogwarts and Lucius himself had been Slughorn's star student of the very exclusive Slug Club back in the day. And then, Lucius' beloved friend Severus Snape had taken over the post years later. Lucius was confident in his potion making abilities, and so his mind was set…that was the avenue he would try next. And if his potions didn't work…then he would seek Aria's help. However, he really wanted to be able to do this on his own, not only for his pride, but for his love and their important and beautiful relationship.
But which potion would he make? And potentially, how long was it going to take? Unlike spells, potions sometimes took days, weeks, or even months to produce! Lucius ran his fingers through his sleek, platinum hair, his brows furrowed in annoyance and concentration as he scanned his brain for potions that would potentially work. He also pulled a few books down from his shelves again, however this time ones that focused on potions. He even pulled some Dark Arts potion books too…he wasn't averse to trying any methods necessary. However, when he thought about his relationship with Aria and how much light and love their relationship was based on, he had a feeling none of the Dark Arts potions would really do the trick, and so he put those books back after a few minutes thought.
There were a few potions that stuck out to him as ones that would potentially work. Of course a Veritaserum type of recipe could do the trick. That particular potion revealed the truth of all things, and while it was typically administered orally by a witch or wizard, he thought it perhaps could be used on hidden and mysterious texts, as a means to force the pages to reveal themselves.
Another potion he thought about instantly was the Omnilingua potion. A useful and simple little potion. Once the user drank it, they would be able to speak and understand any language for about 24 hours. Again though, he couldn't be sure of what the potion's affects would be on something that wasn't a human body.
With more determination now that he had a plan, and with the happy knowledge that both potions only took a few hours to brew, Lucius made his way to the staircase in the Manor that led down into the dungeons. Most people weren't aware that the Malfoy Manor had quite a nice potion making room, complete with only the finest instruments and high-quality ingredients sourced from the best distributors. Alas, most people also weren't aware that the Manor also held dungeons. Even Aria had never seen his potions laboratory, although she hadn't expressed interest in exploring that part of the Manor after the one day Lucius had showed the dungeons to her, and then made love to her brutally down there as well. Just thinking about that day gave him mixed feelings of shame and arousal, as that was the day she found out that he had tortured Paulo but also the same day he had first exhibited his darker and more dominant side in terms of his sexuality to her. Lucky for him, his little witch loved that dark part of him.
He shook his head, trying to dispel the memory for a bit, as it was making his cock grow hard with need for Aria's petite, luscious body. However, the second he made his way into the potions laboratory in the dungeon area, his mind focused completely and with a flick of his dextrous fingers he ignited the many candles that were scattered around the room and hanging from wall sconces to light the pitch-black area.
Lucius pulled his long hair back, rolled up his sleeves and put on one of the black leather aprons that were hanging from the wall to protect his skin and his fine clothing. As he began gathering all of the various ingredients he would need such as dittany, newt, poppy seeds, vervain and so on, Lucius began getting giddy with excitement to begin brewing his potions, as he hadn't had the need or the opportunity to do so in quite a while. His inner Slytherin would greatly enjoy the work ahead of him this afternoon.
After about four hours, Lucius was almost done with his two potions. His face was a bit warm and slightly sweaty from his focused brewing, however he was as clean and orderly as always, not a smudge on him from his hours of work, despite potion brewing being a rather messy business. Lucius knew his potions would be just right, as the colors of each were right on target and the liquids in the cauldrons brewed at a steady boil, nothing falling out and over the sides in a wild mess. Lucius couldn't help but smirk at his typical Slytherin perfection.
At last the potions were done brewing and he took out from one of the many cupboards in the room two tiny crystal vials to pour a bit of each potion into, so he could bring them up to the library and try them out on the book. Very gently he ladled each potion into a crystal vial, grabbed a few cotton swabs, and made his way out of the dark dungeons back up to the main part of the Manor and up into the library.
With excitement buzzing throughout him, he placed the vials down on the table and slowly and carefully poured a bit of the Veritaserum onto one of the cotton swabs. He slowly brought the damp swab up to the first page of the book, he was so incredibly nervous to put any liquid on such delicate pages, and his eyes narrowed in concentration and he bit into his lower lip a bit as he gently dabbed the swab onto the words of the page.
Nothing. Absolutely nothing happened. Lucius sighed out with disappointment and threw the cotton swab to the side in frustration. At least he had another potion to try and at least he hadn't damaged the book with the dampness of the potion. However, it was still disappointing to have spent so much time and hard work brewing a potion only for it to not work. He would still keep the remaining amount of the potion though and store it in the laboratory. No use to waste such a perfectly viable potion.
Just as slowly and carefully as he had done with the Veritaserum, he put a bit of the Omnilingua potion onto a cotton swab and gently dabbed it onto the words of the page, hoping to the Gods that the words would magically translate themselves. Again…nothing.
"Damn it!" Lucius growled as he slammed his fists on the desk, almost knocking over the vials of potions. Crossing his arms and pacing around the room a bit, Lucius looked over at the two potions he had worked so hard on, and then had an odd idea. What if he combined the two potions to create a mix of the two? Perhaps the mix of the two would combine into a new type of potion that would do the trick. He didn't think there would be any averse affects in doing that, it wouldn't be dangerous….at least he was 95% sure it wasn't.
Getting one more cotton swab he poured a bit of each potion onto it so that the cotton was damp with the mix of the two; luckily nothing bad happened, no explosions and no foul smelling odor. Breathing out another breath of anticipation he tried one last time to put the potion to the pages of the book. Lucius waited for a solid minute and absolutely nothing happened.
"FUCK!" He yelled out again, more frustrated than ever as he ripped off his leather apron he had been wearing. As a perfectionist, and as someone who rarely failed when it came to wizarding skill, Lucius' ego was getting severely injured. He didn't want to fail in this! Not only for his own sake, but even more so for Aria's sake. He told her he would do this, and he hated that he wasn't able to succeed so far. As much as he didn't want to admit to her that he had failed so far, on the other hand, he would do anything in the world right now to see his love. His love…love…love potion! Amortentia!
Lucius didn't know why but the thought of his love made him think about Amortentia potion, and then the instant that that potion popped into his mind he absolutely knew that an Amortentia potion would do the trick. He couldn't believe he didn't think of it before. If this tiny book before him truly was about his and Aria's love, then of course the most powerful love potion in the world would have an affect. Aria had proved once before when she had made it into the Chamber of Love in the Department of Mysteries that Amortentia potion affected her and Lucius differently. This was the answer…he just knew it!
Lucius picked back up his apron he had thrown to the side, and ran downstairs as he put it back on hastily. He sped back into the dungeons and began pulling out all of the ingredients needed to brew the potion. The potion itself was rather simple; school kids learned it at Hogwarts and luckily it didn't take long to brew at all.
Pulling out one of his finest golden cauldrons, Lucius also pulled out peppermint leaves, moonstone, rose petal, rose thorn, and some strands of unicorn tail. He was all ready to begin brewing the potion but then he stopped as another idea came to him. What if he and Aria brewed the potion together? Their magic was always stronger when combined, and nothing was stronger than their love. He made up his mind immediately. Lucius would wait until Aria got home to complete the potion. He would get the basic potion started, but would then use essences of himself and Aria to complete the final brew. He hated to spring it on her the second she got home from a long day of work, but he knew this was his best idea and chance at cracking the code to the mysterious text.
Aria's day was winding down at Oxford. She could always tell she was coming upon the end of her day as the setting golden sun would shine fiercely through the large windows that lined the East facing wall of the area in which she worked. She looked back at what she had accomplished over the day. Not only had she catalogued by quill and scroll all of the French texts but she had organized them into their section with absolute perfection. The room was beginning to look like a completely new area. When she had first arrived the room had been a scattered mess of texts, scrolls and junk, nothing having its true place; but now a majority of the room was finally beginning to look orderly, like a true library and archive should be.
Aria smiled to herself, glad her day had went well. She had been initially so tense and agitated this morning, thinking she would have to deal with Sebastian, but he had finally given up it seemed and she had managed to accomplish a lot of great work. She was even more happy that she would be able to leave for the evening and head back home to Lucius. Not only did she miss him intensely like she always did when she was away from him, but she was curious and excited to see the progress he had made on the little, magical book. She hoped with every fiber of her being that he had figured out a way to translate it and reveal its secrets.
Gathering her bags and looking at her accomplishments of the day one last time, Aria made her way downstairs and then out of the wizarding and muggle sections of the library until she came to be outside. She breathed in a deep breath of the crisp Spring air that surrounded her and began making her way to the Jericho Tavern to Floo back home. She smiled with contentment all the way to the tavern, until she was one block away from her destination. She froze when she saw him, waiting for her. She had been so close to making it through her day with no confrontation, and her heart completely sank and her skin tingled in a warning type of way at the sight of him. He didn't look aggressive however, just downtrodden and extremely humbled.
Sebastian had clearly been waiting for her a block away from the tavern, obviously not wanting to attract attention to himself. He seemed to have come out of nowhere, appearing from the shadows of a tree that bordered the sidewalk that led towards the tavern. Aria noticed the bandages around his hand; the hand that Lucius had crushed with his cane in his rage. Aria stopped dead in her tracks, her eyes darting around, searching for some sort of escape. She really didn't want to speak to Sebastian, especially as she was coming off of a high from a great day.
As Sebastian approached her slowly, Aria backed up a few steps, her hands reached out in front of her, as if blocking him from approaching her. "No please, don't come any closer," Aria said in warning. "I have nothing to say…please…" she pleaded with him.
"You don't have to say anything….but I do. Please just hear me out Aria," Sebastian said as he stopped walking towards her, leaving a decent sized gap between them. At least he was respecting her wishes for him to not come any closer.
Aria said nothing but crossed her arms around herself and looked down at the ground, avoiding eye contact.
"Listen Aria, I am so incredibly sorry what happened on Friday…I know I over-stepped my bounds…I was drunk and I-"
"No!" Aria interrupted his speech. "No! Absolutely do not blame alcohol on your behavior!" She said angrily, red rising in her cheeks as she finally looked him in the eyes. She began shaking as she thought of Paulo and how alcohol had indeed made him more aggressive, but despite the drink she knew that he already had that type of personality buried within him. She would not accept alcohol as an excuse. "Even when you were sober you knew of my deep love and bond with Lucius, my fiancé. You always questioned me endlessly about him and I was honest with you every time, and yet you still disrespected me by ignoring my feelings and my relationship with Lucius."
Now Sebastian was the one looking down at the ground, scared to make eye contact. "You are right….you are absolutely right…" he mumbled as he ran his good hand through his hair. "I just wanted to talk to you…. to apologize. I truly am so sorry. I just have never felt so instantly attracted to someone and I guess I had hoped I could have a chance…"
Aria looked back at him again, and could tell that he truly was ashamed and did mean it. She still wasn't forgiving him for touching her inappropriately but at least, unlike other men in her past, he was acknowledging that what he did was wrong. She couldn't help but curse her Veela blood at this moment. Once she had realized that her strong Veela side of her could often attract people to her in almost obsessive ways, she knew that this would be a life-long issue she would have to deal with.
With a bit more of a sympathetic voice Aria responded. "I told you before how much I love Lucius. He is my soul mate. That means no one else has a chance with me….ever….I am sorry to say," Aria said with a slight shrug.
"Well I know that now…again I am truly sorry…" he said again, as he rubbed his bandaged hand tenderly.
Aria didn't say anything but looked at him as he cradled his hand. She winced as she thought of Lucius breaking it with his cane, and the horrible crunching sound it had made when metal hit bone. "Did you get that looked at….?" Aria said quietly.
Sebastian shrugged as he dropped his injured hand. "Nothing a quick episky spell and some Skelegrow couldn't fix…" he said shyly.
This time it was Aria who ran her hand through her hair awkwardly. She wanted to leave desperately at this point. Without another word she began walking forwards and around where Sebastian was standing. He looked at her with a surprised look on his face at her abrupt leaving and called out to her.
"Wait!" He called to her, causing her to look over her shoulder back at him. "Are we okay then?" He asked hopefully.
Aria began to say something, but honestly didn't have the right words and so her mouth just sort of hung open awkwardly, at a loss for words. So instead she just looked at him for a few seconds more and then shrugged her shoulders. "I…I don't know…I…" she said throwing up her hands in slight frustration. She definitely appreciated his apology but she didn't know if that qualified them to be "okay" again. She also truly didn't know the man all too well and so she didn't really even quite know what "okay" meant for them as coworkers and acquaintances.
Sebastian looked disappointed but Aria couldn't help that. She wanted to leave and go home to Lucius. To a place she felt complete peace, comfort and love. She turned back around without a second thought to the situation, glad it was finally somewhat put to rest and headed to the tavern so she could Floo back home.
Aria arrived back home with a giant sigh of relief. She had landed herself in the main entry way of the grand Manor, and she heard Lucius' hurried footsteps coming up from the stone dungeons, his steps echoing off of the high vaulted ceilings and open space of the Manor.
"My love!" He said excitedly as he slightly jogged over to her. She adored seeing him so energized and relieved to see her. She felt much the same and she ran over to meet him and practically jumped into his arms.
"I missed you. I love you," she said simply, as she buried her face into the crook of his neck, breathing in his scent. He smelled very manly; a slight tinge of sweat, musk and his delicious spiced scent she adored so much. He had been hard at work all day it seemed.
"I love you," he said holding her tight in blissful greeting. However, after holding her for just a bit longer, he couldn't contain his excitement anymore. The Amortentia potion was practically all the way brewed, and now that she was home the missing puzzle piece to the perfect love potion was here at last. "My love I need your assistance; I've been waiting for you to come home to complete the last part of my potion."
"Potion?!" Aria questioned, very interested indeed.
Lucius nodded his head, as he grabbed her hand and began to lead her down the stony steps into the dungeons. Aria's skin prickled a bit at going down into the dark place (dark in more ways than one), but she was certainly intrigued as Lucius explained.
"I had tried a variety of spells on the book initially, to no avail. Nothing seemed to work. My mind then thought about potions and whether or not the properties of strong truth or translating serums could have any impact. When those two failed…something just clicked…and I knew the answer was with me all along. Love…our love, more specifically."
Aria's skin tingled again, this time for a different reason. Not for the ominous feelings of the dungeons, but for the love she felt for this wise, beautiful man who held her hand with such passion and determination.
"I knew the Amortentia potion would be the one to reveal the truth of the book. I thought of that special time down in the Chamber of Love when you experienced the magic and wonder of the potion, and I knew it affected us differently than normal witches and wizards…and so I made a special batch of my own…" he said as he led her into his potions lab. Her eyes opened wide with wonder as she took in the beautiful room, lit by many candles, wall scones and the flames from the fire which kept the cauldron warm. A golden liquid was boiling perfectly in the equally as golden cauldron.
"Lucius I had no idea you had a potions room…this is incredible!" She marveled as she took in the wall of neatly jarred, high-quality potion ingrediants and top-notch equipment.
"You mean our potion room," he smiled happily as he corrected her, making her realize it was hers now too of course.
Aria beamed back at him with an incredible smile of her own. "You brilliant, beautiful man," she said as she stepped over to him on the other side of the table and wrapped her arms around his slender waist, and just held him as she starred into the mesmerizing golden liquid as it bubbled away. "You seem to have created the perfect potion. What can I do?" She wondered, as she thought about why he needed her so badly to finish his brew.
"I need us to complete it together…the combination of both of our powers and of our essences will make this potion the most powerful love potion there ever was…" he said, as he too, stared at the golden potion.
Aria looked up into his eyes as she awaited her instructions. She of course would do anything he asked.
Lucius reached into a cupboard and brought out a beautiful, shining silver knife. It was about the size of a surgical knife, but it looked so sharp, it almost didn't look real. She saw Lucius bring the knife up to the very tips of his long, platinum hair and saw him just barely trim off a bit of an end and added it to the potion, which fizzed and popped at the addition of his hair. He then took the very tips of her hair and looked at her in the eyes as he raised the knife to trim some of the ends. "May I?" He asked gentlemanly.
"Of course," Aria said. Lucius trimmed just the slightest amount of her ends off and also added it to the bubbling potion.
Aria was too mesmerized by the glowing gold liquid to then realize that Lucius had grabbed her left hand and had sliced a line with the knife on the palm of her hand. She whimpered real quick as she hissed in a sharp breath of shock at the sudden invasion to her skin. Lucius looked into her eyes with a flinch and a look of deep apology.
"Sorry my beauty. I didn't want to scare you, so I thought I would do it while you were distracted, but this is a necessary step…see…" he said as he then raised his own left hand and sliced his palm with the knife he held in his right hand. He winced a bit at the pain of causing the little flesh-wound.
He put the knife down and then grabbed her bleeding left hand in his own, so that their essences were now truly combined. She could feel the instant connection as their blood melded together, and she no longer felt pain, just pure love.
"Cutting on the left hand, which has a vein that connects directly to our hearts…it is the best way to put in our essence of true, pure love," he smiled as he kissed their conjoined hands as if blessing them both. He then brought their conjoined hands over the boiling cauldron of potion and squeezed a bit so that their blood pooled and fell from their connected hands as little drops of it dripped into the potion one by one.
The lovers stared at the potion, truly mesmerized, as the golden liquid swirled with shades of pink, silver and white until it became an even more dazzling and sparkling golden shade. The room then became doused in the most overwhelming and addicting scents imaginable for Aria and Lucius. To Lucius is smelled of the sweetest caramel and honey with hints of a flowery garden; Aria's concentrated scent. For Aria it smelled of vanilla, spice and pine; like the most magical Christmas; it was truly Lucius' scent concentrated for her. They both knew in that moment the potion was complete.
Lucius poured some of the precious potion into a crystal vial and then grabbed Aria's hand to lead her back upstairs and into the library and over to where the book lay on the table. He then grabbed a piece of clean cotton and wet it a bit with the golden potion, as Aria stood very still, watching the whole process with bated breath.
Very slowly, and with equally bated breath, Lucius softly dabbed at the fragile pages with the potion infused swab and watched with amazement as he saw the ancient language and symbols shimmer and shudder until they became fully translated for Lucius and Aria to see and understand with their own eyes and mind.
"I knew it…" Lucius said under his breath as he reached his hand out to grab Aria's in his own as he squeezed her hand hard, not knowing his own strength in the moment as he was too enraptured at their success. It was one of the most magical moments of both of their lives. "I knew our love was the key to unlock this…" he said emotionally. He still would never be able to process the magic of their love. It was awe-inspiring and he couldn't believe this was truly his life.
Aria stared in wonder as well, her eyes shining with tears of pride and amazement for their success and for Lucius' intuition and trust in their bond and the power of their love and she listened with adoration in her heart as Lucius read to her the first passage of the book. Their initial instincts had been right; the book was in fact a journal of sorts.
Everything changed today when I saw her. She came from the South, her and her tribe. We had not seen more of our kind for more than one hundred years. These new Veelas are every bit as like minded as us, and they were weary from their travels, so there was no conflict or bloodshed. How could there be when there was beings such as her within the group.
I spoke with my immediate relations, and they seem to be confused at these new sensations that I feel. It was as if at the first sight of her, my chest felt heavy…but in a good way. My skin reacted strangely, as if it was on fire….but again…in a good way. I felt as if I always needed to hold and protect her from the first moment her eyes met mine. And oh what eyes did she have. The color of the moss that grows around the banks of the river. Her skin as pale and smooth as the snow that coats the ground during Yule. Her hair, as bright as mine and I can only describe her aura as if she is the Goddess Niamh herself; the Goddess of light.
As she approached my village with her group, our eyes instantly met and she stared at me so intently…does that mean she felt what I felt? It's been but a few hours, and still what I felt when I saw her is unexplainable.
My people have known kinship, fondness, lust, closeness…but what I felt earlier today was beyond any of those common feelings. What I felt was all of those feelings but more…so much more.
Under the entry was a side-ways "Z" shape, which translated into sun. Most likely indicating how bright and passionate the writer felt in that moment.
Aria looked up at Lucius as a few tears fell down her cheeks as she took in the passage they read and realized what it all meant.
"Lucius my love…this book….I think…I think it was written by you…by your past self.." She said as she laid her hands on his chest and practically fell into his arms with the revelation. "And what he…I mean you… speak of….that is the first instance…the first instance of true love; just like the prophecy. It's us, my love. It's us!"