@lordofblacksand cont’d. from here
His journey had him away from the citadel for more than a ten day, which was unfortunate. Apparently while on his search for rare ingredients, he also encountered an anti-magic area. This caused a major delay in his return, as he couldn’t teleport himself out of there once he was finished.
So imagine his surprise when he returned to have Belle rushing into his arms. He was still for a moment, before his arms wrapped around her in return. “My apologies for being late. I was..delayed upon my return. I trust you were able to continue your studies while I was away?”
“Shhhh....” Belle uttered with a shake of her head. She squeezed him tighter just to assure herself he was there, really there, and that she wasn’t imagining it. All she wanted was just a silent, still moment to hold him to her as tightly as she could. The relief flooded her veins and her hands wandered to smooth the stray locks of hair along his neck and cup his cheek. He was home. He was home, finally, with her.
And that was all that mattered, just for a moment.
And then that moment ceased. Fury replaced relief and Belle pulled herself away as quickly as if he’d suddenly burst into flames. “With no help from you!” she chided, crossing her arms. “You’ve been gone for months, Mozenrath! I thought you’d died somewhere, alone!” The fire in her veins propelled her to pick up a book and grasp it along its spine, and pointed it at him almost as a weapon. “My things are packed for traveling, Moz, I was probably a day away from coming to find you myself!”
