amiyea met sarran on the coldest day she'd ever known, and she thought that was fitting, for he was the coldest person she had ever known. she had known cruel people before, but someone so utterly without malice and yet without any warmth was completely alien to her. she thought she could help him see the world in a better way, but he had no interest in hearing what she had to say.
after spending a week together, they parted, and amiyea was frustrated and unable to get him out of her mind. but, time passed, and she moved on with her life, and she never imagined she'd see him again. she fell ill, and though the townspeople loved her and did whatever they could to help her, she remained unwell. in their desperation, they sent out calls as far as they could, begging for help to cure their beloved friend. and at length, none other than sarran came to town, looking to cure her for the offered reward.
he was surprisingly gentle with her, and she saw a different side of him, one she hadn't known existed. for the first time, she felt that he was listening to her, but, she despaired of having any time left, certain that she was cursed because of her heritage. and then, one day, she woke to find that she was no longer affected. she thought it must have been sarran who had done something, but strangely, he wouldn't take credit for it, and when he left, he invited her to come with him.
they grew ever closer, trusting each other with the deepest parts of themselves, and eventually amiyea realized that she had fallen in love with sarran. it still came as a shock to her, though, when he kissed her for the first time. and finally, she knew she had found the person who loved every part of her, even the parts she herself hated. though he never changed completely, the way she had once wanted, she loved him as he was, more than she could ever have loved any other version of him or anyone else.
