Jocelyn caught Azazeal's glance as he looked at her in the rain. The smile was a bit different than before but she thought nothing of it> Surely he was only indulging her sense of adventure this night.
He joined her, still smiling, taking her hand she led him toward the small private garden amnongst a grove of willows and oaks and flowering Mimmosa trees, even in the lightning flashes, the layout of the garden, and the groups of flowers could be seen. She had spent so much time on the pathways and the small little shrine that she had made, it looked like a low table or a raised bench and near it was a beautiful statue of the Goddess Danu in bronze that was as tall as Jocelyn herself and oddly bore a striking resemblence to both the girl and her mother. Surrounding the statue were all sorts of lillies and roses.
"She is the Ancestress of all Sidhe,"Jocelyn slicked back her soaked hair and glanced up at Azazeal with a smile, "They say she was a fallen angel...like you." Jocelyn said, her expression suddenly serious, "If that is true then we are kin, like Maman says."
Jocelyn noticed that Azazeal and she had not let go of one another's hands, she glanced down at his fingers interlaced within hers and felt that familar pinprick in her heart along with the tightness in her stomach again. In the rain and the lightning and the wind she noticed that he was still watching her, the smile on his lips had not faded. Being completely soaked she was sSuddenly feeling a little chilled she moved closer to Azazeal, S "What do you think?"
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He joined her, still smiling, taking her hand she led him toward the small private garden amnongst a grove of willows and oaks and flowering Mimmosa trees, even in the lightning flashes, the layout of the garden, and the groups of flowers could be seen. She had spent so much time on the pathways and the small little shrine that she had made, it looked like a low table or a raised bench and near it was a beautiful statue of the Goddess Danu in bronze that was as tall as Jocelyn herself and oddly bore a striking resemblence to both the girl and her mother. Surrounding the statue were all sorts of lillies and roses.
"She is the Ancestress of all Sidhe,"Jocelyn slicked back her soaked hair and glanced up at Azazeal with a smile, "They say she was a fallen angel...like you." Jocelyn said, her expression suddenly serious, "If that is true then we are kin, like Maman says."
Jocelyn noticed that Azazeal and she had not let go of one another's hands, she glanced down at his fingers interlaced within hers and felt that familar pinprick in her heart along with the tightness in her stomach again. In the rain and the lightning and the wind she noticed that he was still watching her, the smile on his lips had not faded. Being completely soaked she was sSuddenly feeling a little chilled she moved closer to Azazeal, S "What do you think?"