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October 22 - October 26, 2024
Even with the strict rules he’d lain down earlier this morning, he hadn’t anticipated her giving in so quickly. He should feel elated at her behavior, instead he was…not. It was a marvel she was still somehow making things difficult, even following his own fucking rules.
“The Guardian and the Ward’s lives became connected. The Guardian could sense when their Ward was in danger, and the bond created required the Guardian to do whatever was necessary to protect their Ward, even if that meant giving their own life,” Luka answered. “That is why it did not work when forced. When forced, the Guardian could, and often did, become resentful of their Ward. But when the Guardian chose the Guardian Mark and subsequent Guardian Bond—”
The male drummed his fingers on the table, light crackling from his fingertips as he did so, and Tessa winced. Dagian noticed, the corner of his lips ticking up at the small mannerism, but Theon was too focused on his power because he’d seen that same power recently. At his Source’s fingertips.
“Training? No, Tessa,” he replied, reaching out and gently gripping her elbow to stop her. She snarled at him, wrenching her arm from his grip. What the fuck? He took a step back, blinking at her, but she was already back to staring at nothing.
She smiled, a coy and knowing thing, and he felt a sharp tingle at his fingertips. A small spark of energy. And then he felt the tug of the bond. He’d been keeping it muted all day, giving her space. Trying to let her…come out of whatever this was. But it wasn’t him who’d freed the bond at that moment. It was her.