· Young Cora and Baelfire

youwouldvebeenenough:

That was enough to pique her curiosity. 

“What sort of bad magic?” She inquired with a raise of her eyebrows. She then seemed to realize that she was being rather rude and said, “I’m sorry, I haven’t even introduced myself and here I am, asking all these questions. I’m Cora.”  She would have offered to buy him something hot to drink, it was getting chilly, but she didn’t have any money in her pocket for one drink, let alone two. 

^{“The kind of magic that ruins things.”}

^{Bae couldn’t help but shuffle his feet a little; such confessions always made him more than a little uncomfortable. His father was a good man, but the magic was eating away at him, so much so that he could see him change day by day. It was an awful sight to behold. Yet when the woman introduced herself to him, he managed to muster up a smile for her, if only to be polite.}

^{“I’m Baelfire. Everyone calls me Bae, though. Are you from around here, then?”}