Their attraction was just as magnetic as it was broken, a bond formed of magic more than reality, but it was present still the same. Beneath the blanketing darkness of night she would stuff fingers between her thighs, heart beating a heavy pace that left her panting and biting at the skin of her arm, a confusion not unlike that she had felt when she had first bedded Cissa clouding her mind, arousal turning into affection when she felt the Other respond the same.