#bella ( lunarxdaydream )

[traundrath]

( @lunarxdaydream​ ) asked:

“Perfect!” She couldn’t wait! Her heart hammers with absolute joy as Bella secured the necklace. The Atlantean prayer, carefully traced by fingers, admired with its beauty. Ah — will Sebastian enjoy her surprise? And to think Theo was going out this evening too! “Oh, the lasagna should be almost done!” Giggling, Bella slips out again to peek into the kitchen. Soft curls tucked away, pearls dangling from her ears as a simple dress hugs her form. (Bella-Valentine’s Day)

Valentines Day

The prince stands outside the door, the rather large bouquet of roses shifted into one gloved hand as the other grasped the knob. He could feel the weight of the little velvet box within his breast pocket, tux perfectly tailored in typical Atlantian fashion. If he wanted to do this tonight, he wanted to make sure that everything was perfect and, at least judging from her reaction the first time seeing him in his royal suit, he figured this might be best.

The door is pushed open, a smile already growing as the delicious scent of her cooking wafted towards him. Would he ever get enough of her cooking? Not likely. Not when it was her, putting her heart into everything she does. Nothing could ever be better than that. “Bella,” he calls out, seafoam irises shimmer with a mixture of excitement though just beneath the surface there was nervous energy pooling within. Would she accept? Was it too soon? He’d already put it off for too long. He couldn’t manage another day without knowing. Without being able to call her his fiance. His future wife... but would she have him?

The moment eyes land on her, his grins grows, warmth spreading and igniting within his chest. He loved her so much, nothing was going to hold him back any longer. If she’ll have him, she’ll make him the happiest man alive. “Happy  Valentines Day, my love.”

[cxrsedsouls]

A smile stretched across warm lips, sea foam eyes roaming over the café as he awaited the arrival of his closest friend. Another long day of work, he always enjoyed ending it with some time spent with Alayna. But it seems she was running late today. Not that he minded though, this was the best place to get coffee in town and he understood that she was a busy woman and always glad for the time that they did spend together.

The sudden voice behind him didn’t surprise him, assuming that it was Alayna he quickly turned around, hand reaching out to hand the one who had thought was his friend her coffee but instead, someone unfamiliar stood there. Brows furrow, his hand retreating back towards himself as his head tilts. “Hello, can I help you, Miss?”

( @lunarxdaydream​ )

[shctteredillusions]

( @lunarxdaydream​ ) asked:  His touch steals away what little breath might have been held within her unsteady lungs. A subtle hitch freezing her as she takes in every ounce of warmth his hand can provide. So tender. So gentle. So ... delicate in its caress. “... Is ... is that so?” Head cants into his touch, silently welcoming him to close the distance. (Bella)

Continued ask 

His gaze lingers on her, slowly drifting from her eyes to her lips momentarily, hesitating as he admired the sight before him. He knew Bella was a beautiful woman, there was no denying that. But from this distance, he could feel the warmth of her body so near, could smell the alcohol that lingered on her breath, hearing her voice so softly, it was a whole new level of intoxication that he never even knew existed. She was even more than beautiful, perfection in her own right. How was it only now that he finally saw it for himself? How had he been so oblivious to her before? To everything about her before this moment.

Lips part, at first wordlessly. It didn’t matter what he had intended to say, all thoughts scattered once more as his eyes found their way back to her lips. A pull, something magnetic yet electrifying at the same time took over, chills trailing down his spine in anticipation. But for what? He leans in closer, his half-lidded gaze still unable to shift from her. “Yes… I…I don’t understand it but… I don’t want it to stop.” Should he dare to continue, to close what little remained of the distance between them? But… what if he messed it up? What if she didn’t want it? What if… he didn’t allow his mind to continue any further, lips tentatively brushing against her own as he sucked in a sharp breath.

[traundrath]

( @lunarxdaydream​ ) asked: 

No argument is found when gentle tug draws her to settle in his lap. And just as she often did, fingers lace among his own. Her back leaning against him, grounded completely in his presence as the truth is laid bare. So matter-of-factly. No room for miscommunication or misunderstanding.

Deep down, Bella knew he was nothing like her. An unimaginable gap between their ages lingered under the surface. Unspoken. Ignored. Just like an elephant in a room no one wanted to look upon.

A part of her wanted to continue pretending it wasn't there. Let herself live in the fantasy. "... twenty-five hundred ..." But even the sweetest of dreams had to come to an end at some point. What was she going to do, ignore how she aged meanwhile he remained ... like this?

"So you ... go through cycles of ... being awake?" Just the sheer reality of his age is enough to make her poor head spin.

Continued ask

Fingers intertwine, thumb brushing against the soft skin of her hand as his chin rests against her shoulder. He could hear it in her voice, the weight that the truth about his life held. The differences between them. His mind wondered down roads, roads that he wished it didn’t. Roads that may lead to nothing but pain for the two of them.

“Yes,” his voice grows light, letting sea foam irises aim towards their locked hands as he tries to pull his thoughts back to the present. To keep away from the ring tucked in his drawer but a few feet away. The plans he’d been making...

“It’s not a requirement, but it is tradition. An easier way of passing through time. If the need arises, we are awaken but usually we are left to rest until our set times. As of right now, Selestiana, Evangeline, and I all rest at the same time. Eventually she will sleep only when she is not ruling. That too has it’s cycles.” A soft kiss is pressed against her shoulder, warm breath released against the flesh. A question now plagues his thoughts... one he wasn’t sure if he even wanted to ask but knew he had to. “Is that... the kind of life you’d be willing to live?”

[cxrsedsouls]

( @lunarxdaydream ) asked:  There is something about his touch that melted Bella further against him. The melodic sound of her name once again falling from his lips a symphony she could not get enough of. Breath hitched as fingers buried into blue strands; the single pull obeyed with a mere tilt of her head. Every kiss he pressed on her skin only added to the heat pooling in her chest. Her blood pumping with a euphoric sensation that is unlike anything felt. So many times he has held her. Touched her hand. Kissed her cheek and lips. And yet this high — were there any words to truly describe the effect he had on her? An arm lowers to rest on his chest where digits curled to latch on as though he were dear life. Another dropped lower, snaking along the hemline of his shirt to tenderly brush fingertips against the end of his spine. Warm. Soft. Subtle line of muscles readily felt beneath — Bella cannot stop the sweet sigh from falling as she welcomed his loving caress. (Bella)

Bunny Suits!

Every kiss against her soft skin was intoxicating, a taste unlike any he’d ever had before. Addicting. It felt as if no matter how much he had, he’d never have enough, that no matter how much he held her in his arms, to his chest, she wasn’t close enough. He was willing to drown himself in her, succumb to his inner most desires that had been running rampant as of late. He had no idea what he was doing in this moment, but he wasn’t letting his mind get the better of him for once. This wasn’t the time to think for thinking would only complicate it. Slow him down. Every move was pure instinct, lips now marking the skin of her neck as his feet began to guide them back towards the bed. It was... overwhelming just how amazing it felt. She felt. And for once, he was willing to ignore the little concerns that always plagued his mind. All for the sake of having this with her. Making it special. Something only they can share.

[cxrsedsouls]

( @lunarxdaydream​​ ) asked: “Get out!” (Bella // sorry, sent the wrong format 🤣 but she wouldn’t say that)

Send for a reaction // Still Accepting bathing/showering - send me “Get out!”

Even now, after all that the two of them have done together, it still feels so new to Sebastian that he was able to be so free around her. That the two of them had grown so comfortable together that neither minded seeing the other in such a manner.

Even knowing that she was in there bathing, the scent of lavender flowing through the air and knowing she was surrounded by the candles he had set up as the soft music poured from the other side of the door, he still flushed just the slightest upon entering as sea foam irises gaze down at his girlfriend soaking so beautifully in the tub.

“Is everything to your liking?” He moves closer, kneeling down beside the bath before leaning over to press a soft kiss to her temple. He loved seeing her relaxed and enjoying herself. Anything to make her as comfortable as possible. “Is my princess parched, I brought something for you to drink.”

Was he trying to spoil her at every turn? Of course, because she was the best thing that has ever happened to him and he wanted to show her that in every way possible.

[traundrath]

( Anon ) asked:

Sebastian, would you like it if Bella had a special Valentine’s surprise for you? You might want to send Theo out

NSFW Anon Hour // @lunarxdaydream​

Vivid brows furrow for a moment in confusion... what surprise would she have that would require Theo sent away? As far as he knew, the typical Valentines day was usually gifts, dates. and... oh. Oh. Red quickly rushes to fair cheeks, seafoam irises widening in surprise as teeth clamp down on his lower lip and his head lowers. He had to take a moment to catch his breath, the mere thought was enough to rile up the poor Atlantian prince. “I-is she? I mean... of course... I’d love it if she did. How could I not?”

[cxrsedsouls]

( @lunarxdaydream​ ) asked: “Excuse me,” Knuckles delicately knock on the open door to catch Theo’s attention. “I hope I’m not interrupting but could I ask you for a favor?” While asking Sebastian might have been easier, Bella wanted to keep the details as much of a surprise as possible. “I wanted to send a message to Selestiana but … I realized I don’t know how to reach her back home.” (Bella-Theo)

Unprompted ask // Always Accepting

The knock to his door was surprising, it was rare that anyone came and sought him out. Let alone Bella, of all people. The general turns, vivid greens gazing at the other curiously. “Anything you wish, Miss Bella,” formal as always and even though she was not his charge, he felt a duty to her just as much to Sebastian. Her request, however, was even more surprising. “Of course, please allow me one moment to get it ready for you.” 

He realized at this time, that perhaps they should have given one of their devices sooner, though it was something the prince himself rarely used, so perhaps it had escaped his mind. Though, if he knew that Bella had one herself, maybe he’d be more willing, so the two could talk even when away. He moves swiftly, grasping a device that had been placed on his nightstand. It looked to be quite similar to the tablets humans were always seen with though it was capable of so much more. Though that wasn’t something that would be shown in this moment, other than the fact that it was able to reach even to Atlantis.

“Would you like to sit down,” a hand motioned towards the chair at his small desk, papers neatly arranged in organized stacks decorating the top as well as a framed photo of a couple, the man seeming to be nearly a perfect image of the one standing in the room. He placed the tablet on top of the desk, a simple press of a button pulled up the photograph of the princess. “This is a device that’s specifically meant for communication to Atlantis. Ordinarily, access to the royal family would be forbidden on these unless you have an authorized code. This one is unlocked to override such things due to the nature of many of my calls. I’m sure Lady Selestiana would not mind receiving a call from you.”

[cxrsedsouls]

( @lunarxdaydream ) asked:  Confusion first swirled when he lacked any response or interest to her question. Only repetition with a distracted gaze. And just as she was prepared to speak again, his palms found their way to her waist. His frame, pressed against her, far warmer than the skin that had cooled from exposure. And his lips — Bella couldn’t have enough. Not as she pulled him closer, one hand slipping through his hair and undoing the careful brush that might have kept a proper appearance. The sweet sound rising from his throat is infectious, pulling forth a muffled moan before she parts to breathe. “S-Sebastian …” she barely speaks above a whisper. Kisses tenderly peppering along his jaw, tempting the Atlantian — emboldening him to do it again.

Bunny Girls!

Thoughts were scattered the moment hands slipped through sea foam locks, the connection causing sparks to ignite beneath his skin, nerves ablaze with a fire that he’d never felt before. Stronger than all others, his body merely reacted on its own, nearly melting at the sound yet it drew another flush to those fair cheeks. There was still so much he didn’t understand, like exactly why that sound caused such a rush of exhilaration within the prince but there was nothing quite like hearing his name come from her like that.

 A desire growing, one that needed to hear so much more, feeling as if he might just suffocate without the sweet sound of her voice. The hands on her waist shifted, drifting up along her back before fingers dived into blue locks. “Bella.” So soft, yet without thinking he tugged just the slightest bit to angle her head back, lips eagerly seeking out her neck and returning the peppering of kisses along bare skin, the skin so smooth, so warm against his lips

[cxrsedsouls]

( @lunarxdaydream​ ) asked: Fingers laced with Sebastian, a hold so natural that there was no need to think. In his grasp, she is the perfect fit. As though he were the missing puzzle piece that had long been meant to be found. Warm. Gentle. Full of tenderness and now … Selestiana leaves her speechless. Once more a thought is provoked. And when sight flickered to Sebastian, the imagery replayed. Side by side, not simply tonight or tomorrow but for the rest of her life. To see his smile first thing in the morning. To listen to the soft beating of his heart before she fell asleep. To witness this same smile, gazing only at her as the years passed. Always hand in hand, weathering all life would come to them, land and sea.

“Selestiana,” Finally words have found their way back to the young human. Overjoyed heart is swelling. Touched by her speech, Bella cannot help but embrace the future queen. Never in her wildest dreams did she think to meet anyone like Sebastian. But to hear his sister — a special person in her boyfriend’s life — accept her, an outsider. And to go as far as to admire their relationship … — to have hope breathed into her from two people of entirely different worlds …

“You and your family have opened the doors to your home. You’ve allowed me to be part of your world.” And as she pulled back, both hands are taken. Her eyes never once breaking her gaze from the other. There were far too many words to say. Some, she was sure, might not even have the chance to be told now. “… I can never thank you enough for allowing me to be with Sebastian.” If they wanted, things could have very well gone a different direction. Or at least that is what Bella believed. “I love your brother. And I know how dear you are to him … which makes you just as special to me. So … please, you don’t ever need to thank me when you’ve done far more than I can ever repay you.”

The Halloween Ball

There was something indescribable about this moment. The look on their faces, the warmth of her hand in his and the way the three of them just seemed like their own family. A little slice of home away from home. If he could even consider Atlantis home any longer. It was hard to think about, with Bella standing right here, it seemed as if his home would become where ever she was. It would follow her to the ends of the universe, she was his home now and he never felt such warmth before in his life. Not until she came into it. He never wanted it to stop, never wanted to be away from her. A life without her hardly felt like a life at all any longer.

Amazing to think how the girl he had run into that café some time ago could so easily become his entire world. How perfectly she fit into his life, his family. His heart. As if that space was always just there for her, waiting patiently for her to come into his life and totally flip it upside down but in the best of ways. And those feelings only rose as he watched the two embrace, their shared words and affection only adding to the love he already held for her. 

Selestiana smiled softly towards Bella, willingly accepting all that the other had to offer. A bit of a pink hue began to dust soft cheeks but her grin only seemed to grow with each passing second. “Bella, you don’t seem to realize just how much you’ve done for us. By being who you are, you have made my brother incredibly happy and there is nothing in this world that makes us happier than seeing the two of you together. You’re just as much a part of us now.”

Sebastian nodded, the crown almost slipping as he nearly forgets it’s there. His sisters hand quickly reaches up, adjusting it before smiling at the both of them. “Now, since we are all ready, how about we get out there and have some fun?”

[cxrsedsouls]

( @lunarxdaydream ) asked: “… all right …” A soft exhale follows as Bella neared the door. One final glance in the mirror and once again, she could feel her heart halt. A crown, so beautifully design and fitted for her dress, sat atop blue strands. She could hardly believe it was her; with pearls hanging from ears to the soft lace of the gown. The entire ensemble all tied together by one object — something only worn by Sebastian and Selestiana.

Deep breath taken, Bella pulled on the handle to step out. Chiffon trail flowing behind her in graceful motions. The softest of smiles curled upon painted lips. Sebastian, in all his regalia, is a sight to behold. Not entirely new and yet the flutter in her chest says otherwise. Every bit of his features only accentuated. Hair brushed back to set a place for his crown. It was almost impossible to believe this was reality. And his dear sister — a mesmerizing beauty with cascading pink as soft as ocean waves. Blue gems of the pair signifying the heirs of Atlantis. Her smile warm as a spring sun. She is left nearly speechless as rosy glow set across her cheeks.

“H-How does it look?” (Bella-Sebby&Selestiana)

The Halloween Ball

Stunned silence follows Bella’s entrance, Sebastian staring with wide sea foam eyes. His lips part, ready to drown her in compliments but, nothing came out. Nothing but the a sharp intake of breath, held tightly within his chest. His heart ached at the mere sight of her, wanting to wrap his arms around her and never let go. To kiss her until neither could breathe. To let her see from his eyes just how beautiful she truly was. A sight unlike any he’d ever seen before, the crown on top a perfect addition to her beauty. So fitting, like she truly was a princess.

A nudge on his arm was followed with the soft giggle of his sister. “Forgive him, Bella, it’s seems you have managed to do the impossible. He’s speechless.” A little bit a tease towards her brother, partly because it was true but also hoping to draw him out of his daze. Thankfully, it worked and with a jolt, the prince in all of his royal attire, seemed to crumble before his girlfriend.

“B-Bella,” soft hands reach out to cup her cheeks, heart hammering in his chest. “I’ve never seen anyone as beautiful as you on a normal day but this... you are perfection incarnate, beauty personified. Even the gods could not have imagined anyone more beautiful that you.”

[cxrsedsouls]

( @lunarxdaydream​ ) asked:  ❛ did the eyes in that painting just move? ❜ (Bella-Sebby)

Halloween Themed Starters // Still Accepting

Pale fingers rose to grasp his chin in thought, seafoam irises staring at the painting for a long for moment as nothing but a hum was heard from him while deep in thought. His lean frame shifts, moving towards the left just a bit before moving back towards the right. His gaze then flickers about the room, taking in their surroundings before finally turning back towards Bella with a bit of a smile on his lips. “It’s quite impressive, isn’t it? It’s nothing more than an optical illusion.” A soft laughter rumbles in his chest, turning back to face the painting as his arm wrapped around Bella and pulled her close. “While there is always the chance that a bit of magic was at play, I don’t sense any. It’s like just a trick of just the right lighting and the perspective that it was painted in. They are quite good at this sort of thing, this is also where the legend of haunted paintings really got its start.”

He seemed lost in his train of thought, eyes alight with excitement at being able to share the things that he knows with someone who would actually listen to him. “Portraiture has used elements like this since even back during the fourteenth century when perspective was first implemented within paintings. That combined with the right combination of light and shadow allows for the illusion of depth to add to this technique. Even the Mona Lisa by Leonardo Da Vinci was known for her mesmerizing eyes. Or as some would say, “the Mona Lisa effect”.” He laughed once more, before turning back towards her. “Though no eyes could ever be as mesmerizing as yours.”

[cxrsedsouls]

( @lunarxdaydream​ ) asked: Bella: 5’6

SEND ME YOUR MUSE’S HEIGHT, AND I’LL COMPARE IT TO MY OWN’S! // Accepting

“Oh! Look how cute we are together! Just the perfect height!”

Sebastian: 5′10

[cxrsedsouls]

( @lunarxdaydream​ ) submitted:

requested gifts (2/2)

“… I don’t know what to buy him this year.” Hand pressed against her forehead as a sight of defeat falls. Coffee half untouched amidst the growing frustration of narrowing down the perfect gift. Sebastian could practically have anything his heart desired. Money is of no matter to him. Simple as he lived, it didn’t take from the stress of trying to find a suitable present to wrap for Christmas. What is she supposed to buy someone who lacked nothing?

“Selestiana … I need some help.” Palm withdraws to support her cheek; an elbow left to prop on the table’s edge. “Has Sebastian given you any hints about something?” If there was anyone who spoke to him aside from her, it was certainly his elder sister. Perhaps more now considering the small fiasco he caused with the whole –

Right, what did happen with that? The poor man must have been overwhelmed when they appeared. And with Sebastian not discussing the topic afterward, Bella was left in the dark. Call her nosy. Curious. Concerned even when she remembered the urgency in his tone and the shift in his expression when they finally prepared to introduce themselves. Dear, loving, sweet Sebastian had changed so quickly it dizzied her.

“Actually, before we go back out to shop …” As if a boost of energy is needed, a sip of coffee is taken. Melted chocolate and whip cream infusing bitter caffeine with the perfect balance of sweetness to sate her craving. “… Who was that guy you were with? – Sebastian was ready to call in the entire military.”

That is if he didn’t already by now. Did he have the stranger investigated? Followed?

"Why didn't you tell us you were on land?"

Inbox Call

While those from Atlantis didn’t celebrate Christmas, it seemed the idea of gift giving had begun to spread. Not only had Sebastian begun shopping but Selestiana too. And this was the perfect time to get out and find gifts for everyone. A soft sip of tea is taken as Selestiana listened to what would soon be her sister in law. Even if Sebastian hadn’t popped the question yet. She knew it was coming and with the two of them so deeply in love, Selestiana was sure that Bella would say yes. 

She loved these moments together, just her and Bella like this. Like real sisters. A shame that Evangeline wasn’t interested in such things very much or it would have been nice for her to come as well. Perhaps next time.

“Hints?” Head tilts, long pink curls softly cascading over her shoulder as she let her mind roam. There were so many options for someone like Sebby, while he didn’t need or want for much, there was still so much he’d love to receive especially from Bella, of all people. Ideas floated around in her mind, recalling various things and ready to help the other as much as she could before the next part had the breath freezing in her lungs.

A small flush fills fair cheeks as purple irises now stare down into her cup. “Well, Sebastian always told me stories of what it was like here on land and I... guess I wanted to see for myself.” She laughs softly, a delicate finger trailing along the rim of her mug. “I came to one of those festivals he spoke so much of, it was so lovely. So many people, so many games. Everything seemed so magical. I didn’t want to say anything because I knew you two hadn’t had much time together so I just... snuck out.”

The princess shoots a sheepish grin towards Bella. “That’s where I met him, Greyson. It had rained earlier and was a bit muddy. I slipped and he helped me. From there he’s just been nothing but incredibly kind and offered to show me around. I was not expecting Sebastian to react that way... I’ve never seen that side of him before.” Then again, he’s never had cause for it before. Everyone knew the royal family in Atlantis, no one would ever dare harm them. But up here? This was a whole different world full of people that didn’t have the best intentions, so in a way, she doesn’t blame Sebastian for worrying, she just wishes he was a little easier on them.

[cxrsedsouls]

( @lunarxdaydream​ ) submitted:

Jealous Bella

It is impossible to not notice the attention he calls upon himself. How some young women whisper amongst themselves at the sight of his smile. How they wait and watch, as if trying to confirm if they were together. It is intimidating in more ways than Bella could admit. Returning from a phone call outside displays a sight that should not have been shocking. In front of a new painting collected by the museum is Sebastian and what seems to be another admirer. It must be with the way she looked upon him. How her smile only brightened as he went on, entirely oblivious of the situation.

‘There’s no need to be jealous, Bella.’ Sebastian loved her. He only had eyes for her. Wanted only her. Deep down, Bella knew this. Understood it. Felt it to her core and yet the pang of discomfort is undeniable. And it only grows the more she watched the young woman inch closer without his realization. His eyes are focused on the image. His hand directing toward the different colors. He must be giving her a quick lesson on the background of the painting and the oils used.

Phone is tucked into her back pocket before she proceeds to return. Juliani blood boils, a rare sensation to endure. For sweet Bella is not one to be easily angered … until now. “Sebastian!” Cheery voice calls out as steps pick up. Open hand waving to catch the attention of the pair before all distance is discarded. Arms slip over his shoulders as they often have. Digits clasp to hold on as a gentle kiss is set upon lips – lips that solely belong to her – before withdrawing with a laugh.

“I almost couldn’t find you!” Not entirely a lie but it didn’t matter.

As if suddenly aware of their guest, Bella glimpses toward the young woman. A bright smile thrown her way, but inside, there is an incomparable sense of satisfaction to see her realize he was taken.

“Hello there! Sorry, I hope I wasn’t interrupting anything.”

Jealous Muses // Still Accepting

The sound of Bella’s voice instantly had the Atlantian’s grin growing even wider. His frame shifts, greeting her with open arms and relishing in even the shortest of kisses. He could never get enough of her reactions when seeing him, even if it was only for the span of a few minutes that it took to accept a call. She was the light of his life.

“I might have to start sending Theo with you in case you keep getting lost.” It was nothing more than a tease, though part of him will always worry when she goes off on her own. Especially after that one night...

“Oh Bella, it turns out she wasn’t aware of the story behind The Scream.” One arm is removed from around his girlfriend, waving in the direction of the famous painting in front of them. “Do you know of it Bella? Well, everyone has at least heard of it. Seen it represented in various ways in media and such. But did you know that it was originally called The Shriek of Nature?” The light once more returned to ocean eyes as he gazed down at her, excitement bubbling beneath skin.

“You see, Edvard Munch himself stated that when he painted it back in 1893, he had been walking with the city on one side and the Fjord bellow when he felt tired and ill. When he looked out over the Fjord, he felt as if nature were screaming so this is why the clouds are painted as if blood and the man is shrieking within it. When you look at it, does it feel as if nature is screaming to you?”

[cxrsedsouls]

( @lunarxdaydream​ ) asked:  “O-Oh right …” Soft laughter barely escapes as Bella walked through the door’s threshold. Heart nervously beats and for just a moment she reconsiders. Maybe there was no need to bring it up. They could talk about it some other time and — but what good would avoiding do? “I was just wondering … umm … h-how old are you?” She knows. Deep down, Bella knew he was far older than he looked and yet the hope lingers.

Time to have The Talk

Sea foam irises watch as she moves into the room, hand reaching out to grasp hers once she’s close enough and places the softest of kisses to each of her knuckles. He can see something is bothering her, worry slowly beginning to gnaw at him from the inside but her clear hesitancy to ask the question only confused him. His head tilts ever so slightly, a soft tug on her hand as he attempted to have her sit down in his lap. “Well, we don’t actually track time in the same sense that you do. Rather than going by the number of years we are alive, we go by how long we have been awake for. In that sense, I am twenty-four, but I’ve been alive for nearly twenty-five hundred years now.”