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“I need some air,” Marie said. “Want to come?”
Iris did, and rose to join her. In those days, they were both fresh enough from the Circle to thrill in being allowed to go outside unsupervised. Some of the older mage Wardens would watch them and the other younger mages with strange expressions on their faces, somewhere between pity and regret. Iris would come to understand that feeling very well, but back then she was simply alive with joy at her newfound freedom.
They wandered around outside, marvelling in it together. Marie was beautiful with the sunlight shining on her, like someone out of a story. After that, it became routine. One of them would be struck by the urge to step outside, and the other would join them. Day by day, Iris fell for Marie more.
Marie initiated their first kiss, and they giggled against each other with it, giddy like teenagers. That too, became routine. Out of habit, they kept it private. Neither of them were quite sure how the Wardens would take it, so used to the Circle frowning on relationships between mages.
As it turned out, it was taken very well. They were both terrified when someone saw the kissing, but no moves were made against them. The Wardens, they discovered, had no issues with their members entering into relationships with each other.