Secret

        "how dare you read my journal!” she hissed as she stomped over to him to snatched it back “in fact, how dare you even go through my things!” she growled back.

        Niros chuckled and raised his arm higher, keeping the journal out of reach,

        "I didn’t go through your things…" Niros said "in fact, I stole this from Nyx who had taken it to bring to me," he paused and held up his free hand "on his own volition of course…" he explained.

        He brought the journal down and opened it up to where he had a finger saving a spot, he grinned as his eyes scanned over the passage written inside before looking up at the Warlock,

        "You were the Noble Garden’s Spring Queen?" he asked in a jovial tone "who knew…" he commented as he turned a page.

        That was the journal entry from Noble Garden three years ago. He was getting close to that passage which was three pages away. She had to stop him. She leapt forward and snatched the journal form his grip, but not without him tearing a page from the journal in the process. She gaped at Niros who held the journal page, she quickly turned her gaze to where the page had been torn and gasped. he did it, he really did it. he got to the passage that she didn’t want him to see. What was worse was he was now reading it. Any attempt at stopping him would make him fight her for it.
All that fuss over a page? She was like a teenager. Niros held out a arm to stop her in case she would ever try and steal back the journal page as he began to read. His smug smirk remaining as he absorbed the words, wondering what sorts of secrets she was trying to hide. But as he delved deeper into the passage, his smile slowly shrank, his brow furrowing as his expression turned into a grimace. When he reached the end, he crushed the page in his hand and let out a growl as he shot his gaze towards the Warlock.

        "You little wretch!" he growled "how dare you keep this from me!” he hissed as he tossed the page aside, making his way over to Sallaria, his form closing in, becoming ominous.

        "I didn’t tell you because you didn’t deserve that knowledge,” Sallaria shouted back “not after what you did to me!” she hissed. She refused to back away like a coward, but Niros was too close for comfort, so she took one hesitant step at a time until she was pressed against the wall.

        "Also, the baby didn’t survive," she looked Niros in the eye, "I miscarried, and before you claim, I didn’t force it upon myself…" she explained, not once shifting her gaze from his.

        Niros narrowed his eyes,

        "You’re lying!" he spat "the child still lives," Niros grabbed Sallaria by the forearm and yanked her away from the wall, his opposite arm shooting backwards to summon a violet scrying orb "I demand that you show me the child, I have the right as it’s father!" he hissed as he pulled Sallaria over to the orb, his grip on her forearm remaining as he stationed her in front of it, moving his hand to her wrist to place her hand upon it’s surface, the orb coming to life at her touch.

        "So what if I was lying?" Sallaria snapped as she tried to yank her hand free "I didn’t want you in my life, after you violated me!" she hissed. Colors shifting within the orb caught her attention, slowly forming into shapes. She felt tears starting to rise, She dreaded this day since the moment she discovered her being pregnant. Why did it have to happen now and not when she was prepared and ready to strike?

        "I would have found out sooner or later and the situation would have been far worse," Niros said in a low voice as his eyes watched the orb, his violet eyes fixed on an image of a little girl with brown hair, and big fel-green eyes running around in a garden with Sallaria’s ever watchful father in the background. When the orb showed her smile, Niros’s heart dropped. That smile was like his daughter’s smiles. He released Sallaria’s hand, the orb going faint and walked away from her, his hands folded behind his back as he slowly walked towards a mirror. With a sigh, he raised his gaze until his eyes rested on sallaria’s reflection,

        "What is her name?" he asked in a low voice.

        Sallaria held her wrist, massaging the area that Niros’s fingers had dug into her skin. With a sigh, she looked at Niros, her cheeks red and puffy from the few rogue tears that streaked down her face,

        "Alyndra," she said "her name is Alyndra…" Sallaria sighed once more, "she turns three in a few days… that is why I am in such a rush to get out of here…. So I can see her…" Sallaria added.

        Alyndra… He liked that name. letting out another sigh, he stood straight and turned to look at her,

        "Can I at least meet her?" he asked "I just want to converse with my daughter at least once in her life…" he added as he began to move towards Sallaria.

        "That won’t be a good idea," Sallaria said "my father said that he was going to destroy you for what you did…" Sallaria sighed "I must be going alone… I’m sorry…" she murmured.

        "He would do that to his granddaughter’s own father?" Niros asked. He rolled his eyes "and here I thought he was unreasonable when it came to Twilliara and Nikita…" he said as he crossed his arms "very well… You can go, but you are coming right back whether you want to or not," Niros said in a commanding tone.

        "What are you going to do?" Sallaria asked in a defiant tone "send your little pet after me?" she asked "I’m a grown woman, I can decide what I can and can’t do, and if I want to jump of of the Sunfury Spire, I shall!" she exclaimed. She had enough of being cooped up. She was already fully healed, why was he keeping her here? Wherever she was. With a scoff, she turned away, kneeling down to pick up the scattered journal page to put it where it belonged.