This is the idea i made this picture on (
Once in the cottage he went to lay her down on his bed (in fact it is an amount of furs ) but at the time of releasingher he felt a resistance. Elyra had the hand caught in his wrist and looked at him fixedly, her eyes glittering with fever and with contained tears.
- Do not leave me …
Vorago did not like the sadness, it was an unpleasant feeling to ingest. But from Elyra at this moment, he perceived not only the sadness, there was also a cry for help and a trust. She trusted him. And she was beautiful, attractive and intriguing, and she seemed lost. Vorago did not feel of humor to be shown himself cruel this evening.
- All right. I’ll stay with you …
omg isn't that just heart-melting??!
i hope you like it, dear! it's always a pleasure to draw Elyra!♥