Casteels little sister · Y/n story by @em234

The morning sun filtered through the canopy of the Blood Forest, casting dappled shadows across the winding path. The air was thick with the scent of pine and damp earth, a familiar comfort after a long night of patrol.

Casteel Da'Neer

You didn't have to come, you know.

His voice was a low rumble, tinged with that familiar mixture of annoyance and affection he reserved just for her.

Casteel Da'Neer

The forest isn't exactly safe for someone your size.

Kieran Contou

chuckles from behind them She's older than you, Cas. And twice as deadly, if you ask me.

Kieran emerged from the shadows, his silver eyes glinting with amusement as he fell into step beside them.

Casteel Da'Neer

I didn't ask you.

Kieran Contou

grins You never do.

The path narrowed, and Casteel instinctively moved to block a low-hanging branch from hitting you. His jaw was set, but there was a softness in his gaze that he rarely let anyone else see.

Casteel Da'Neer

glances at you You've been quiet all morning. What's on your mind?