Azazeal's touch on Jocelyn's hip gave her a little thrill that coursed through her. Of course he had touched her before, all so very innocently, just as this was, but the effect, she noted to herself was far differfent. She turned to face herself in the mirror, with Azazeal standing just behind her. She looked at him through the reflection she saw in the mirror. When he explained about him evading her Maman's wards she nodded in complete acceptance and understanding. Yes, he was here, and now they could use this time to talk as they had not had a chance to in forever. Her time with Azazeal, for as long as Jocelyn could remember, were something she delighted in, but this night seemed just a bit different. She picked up a brush and began brushing out her hair, all the while fixing her eyes upon him.
"I think of everyone other than Papa and Maman and Caroline, I will miss you the most, Azazeal," she said, "Will you come to the Fortunate Island to visit me once in a while? Her question was filled with genuine concern that this friend would be like the others and would fall away to be forgotten. She had known Azazeal all of her life, and she was not about to let their friendship fade if she had anything to say about it.
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Date: 2009-02-12 01:49 am (UTC)"I think of everyone other than Papa and Maman and Caroline, I will miss you the most, Azazeal," she said, "Will you come to the Fortunate Island to visit me once in a while? Her question was filled with genuine concern that this friend would be like the others and would fall away to be forgotten. She had known Azazeal all of her life, and she was not about to let their friendship fade if she had anything to say about it.