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"How about we split the work?" Valeiah suggested, looking at the horses. "I'll brush and feed half of them, and you can brush and feed the other half." She looked back towards the princess. "I would have to say the only thing I ask is letting me working with my horse. She isn't too trusting of...

Valeiah stood up. She was glad to be off to tend to the horses, she hadn't seen Mapiya yet. The horse would be wondering where Alo was, no doubt. She felt guilty for that. "Should we go then, Princess?" Valeiah asked and looked towards the girl. @Queen of Fantasy

So I have a picture of valeiah to add here since she has a design change but idk how to add pictures so

Valeiah had been the last one to show up. She felt better now that she wasn't wearing clothes soaked in blood, as well as being covered in it herself. She was now sporting some clothes she'd stolen from her late sister and had kept in her bag until then, an orange skirt and a large white shirt...

Valeiah stared at the large chunk of hair that wasn't attached to her anymore. She could feel the ends brushing against her shoulders. This caused her to let out a large sigh of relief. Her hands trembled slightly as she held the hair that had been cut off. "Thank you." She gulped, glancing up...

Valeiah solemnly walked to the chair, almost feeling as if she wasn't inside her own body anymore, like she was watching herself walk there. She blinked away the feeling, rubbing her face. She needed to wash off all the blood... but this was much more important to her. "Just cut it off... I...

Valeiah looked at Oceana, her eyes stinging slightly. She wanted to cry, throw up, and scream all at once but instead was silent and nodded her head. Every step she walked and every breath she took in with the false title of "wise" made her neck sore and her head throb. She wasn't wise, no...

Valeiah couldn't bear to even down at herself. She was still caked in her brother's blood, and seeing it on her hands and all over the rest of her body made her heart race and stomach lurch. At least it made her slightly less upset to think of the fact she would be able to wash it all off soon...

Sorry guys so yeah I'm not restarting my Instagram again, if I do it'll be a long time from now. I just needed a break from the RP as well, can anyone help me catch up??

Valeiah hadn't noticed she'd been standing, staring at her bloody hands, until the old woman touched her shoulder. "I... no... no, it's not exactly a tradition, just something I need to do..." She looked up at her, sniffling slightly. "I just need someone to cut my hair..." @Lo Alyssa

Valeiah stood up, nodding towards Ashlar. "It's not a problem... healing is my job." She said, trying her best not to mumble. @Tater @Lo Alyssa As the girl walked away from them, she looked at her bloodstained hands. She used to pride herself in knowing so much about healing, calling...

"You won't need any stitches. I'm very good, hasn't anyone told you?" Valeiah joked with her. She undid the bandaging that Bo had very carefully wrapped, trying not to hurt her. Val looked at the gash carefully. "This should be easy... there might be a scar left, though." She said, and with...

"I'm sorry, I know you just wrapped her up, but I need to be able to touch her to heal anything." Valeiah tried not to mutter anymore so they could understand her, but she couldn't get much noise out of her mouth. "Hi, Aggie. Did you get hurt anywhere else or is it just the wound on your...

Valeiah sniffled, standing up and wiping off her tear and blood stained cheeks. "Thank you, Prince..." She said, looking into his eyes. The usual fun and bright light that was always upon her face had turned to something more gray and dark. Pure sadness. "As much as I want to rest, I need to...

Valeiah stared at the blanket over the body that was her brother, only being drawn away from her suffocating thoughts when Lucas approached. She looked at him, her eyes swollen and red from the sobbing, tears were still involuntarily rolling down her cheeks. Her skirt was drenched with blood...

Valeiah made her way back from where she'd thrown up, looking at her brother laying in the grass, life completely drained from him. Her eyes stung again, and she fell back to her knees next to him, wanting to let out another scream of pain, but not being able to. She couldn't gather the strength...

Valeiah squeezed her eyes shut, covering her ears. She tried to block out everyone else's voices. She didn't want to listen to them. They sounded so sorry– but they didn't even know Alo. They didn't know about his dead wife, or his dead daughter and son, or about how he loved the smell of pine...

"Don't touch me– don't touch me!" Valeiah yelled, flinching at someone suddenly touching her. Just looking at her brother laying there made her sick. All the memories of the rest of her family lying in their own pools of blood, Alo joining in on the image. She let out another loud cry...

Valeiah heard her brother's cry. It was loud– then gone. Then it was silent. Valeiah saw his body fall to the ground with a loud thud, blood spurting everywhere. She ran towards him, her ears ringing, her eyes filling with tears, shoving people out of the way, only seeing the lifeless...

Valeiah, trying to make her way over to where she heard her name being screamed, hadn't been paying too well of attention to what was going on around her. Nothing was in front of her, so of course she assumed she was alright. That was until a daemon decided to use her small size against her and...