being taken by the clave, by the government that she had trusted growing up, that she had believed in once upon a time. they were conniving and cunning and had wanted to use her for what was special about her, about what her mother had done to her when she had just been a fetus in her womb. “it could be worse, i could be worse. it can always be worse.” and there was so much truth in that and amara hated it. amara sighs, “i– are you sure? you don’t have to.. i don’t know how… how your magic… works like that.” she was so used to iratze and dealing with whatever soreness and pain came afterwards. “i need to sit down. you can try.” she nodded, slowly sliding to sit down on the couch in the living room. amara could tell that something changed in lia’s expression because she had mentioned the clave and it made the shadowhunter bite at her lower lip. the beginnings of tears forming in her eyes, “they wanted me.. and my friend… because of what we are… what was done to us.. before we were born.” amara looked down, eyes falling upon the couch, “it’s the clave. they can get away with anything.”
she knew amara was right, if something bad happened, there was always the chance of something worse to follow but that didn’t mean it was okay, or that she liked to think of it or even that she wouldn’t do anything in her power to prevent it. ❝ it’s not time to think about how worse it could be, focus on the present. ❞ a small smile graced her lips when she nodded. ❝ i want to. we don’t usually use our magic for thiis- ❞ for healing she meant. ❝ but we still can. ❞ she added, letting her sit down before she followed suit, sitting next to her, close enough so it was easy for her to rest one of her hands on top of amara’s, somehow having the need to keep the contact, almost as if that small gesture was enough to placate her still worried soul that at least she was there, she was safe from any harm. she could see the hurt, the pain in her eyes, in her words and it broke natalia’s heart. she couldn’t even being to imagine how it could feel to be betrayed and tried to be used by people you grew up to trust. she wanted to ask more, ask her what she meant with what as done to us. she knew amara was special, she had always known but she figured her reasoning was far off from what the clave saw in her. ❝ i don’t know why they did that, but they won’t get away with it, they can’t get away with it, even if it means drowning every single one of them. ❞ it wasn’t often that the mermaid got angry but she couldn’t stop the ugly feeling from bubbling up in her chest. closing her eyes for a moment, she let out a long breath, she needed to focus. ❝ come here, starfish. ❞ she hummed then, her free hand reaching up to cup her cheek once more, just for a second before her fingers found their way to gently run through her hair as she leaned over to press a kiss against her forehead. it was then that she started singing, it was a slow and soft melody, one that was meant to heal.
