It was a long night; a sleepless night.
Despite being in captivity for such a long time Gadriel and Gabriell had never heard the sounds coming from Ikaris come from anyone else, even if they tried to rest in these comfortable beds all they could hear were her moans and screams.
"My shackles are broken and my power restored, and yet..." Gadriel stood by the door staring at Sol who was comfortably sitting in a chair with Ikaris in his lap on a random porch eating a cookie while he sipped tea, she believed they'd die with the wild all-nighter but she was shocked to see Sol first, and then Ikaris joined him an hour later while Arla and the surviving girl brought them breakfast.
"I am exhausted and I was not even a part of their lovemaking." Gabriell sighed, resting on the door and staring with her sister.
