Not an object show one shot, this is The Dragon Prince- It's spoilery, so if you haven't watched season 2(and onward), I advise against reading this chapter. Other than that, enjoy ;0

*furiously tries to finish this before Season 3(and fails)*

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'You're so stupid, Rayla.'

The moonshadow elf sat on the small, grainy rock, lost in thought. She and Callum, after encountering Sol Regem, agreed to take night watches to keep an eye out for danger.

It was well into Callum's shift, but Rayla dared not wake him. Zym was sleeping as his side, and the small dragon would surely wake if Callum moved.

Plus, she wasn't feeling too sleepy. A moonshadow elf combined with things to think about and the possibility of danger never resulted in a good night's sleep.

She also just didn't want to wake Callum. The prince looked peaceful in his slumber, his sides rising and falling smoothly. He wore a slight smile on his face, back arching to perfectly match the walls of the small cave carved into the rock. A lock of brown hair fell over his eyes, and he bore no signs of stress on his fair skin.

With Callum's red scarf draped over Zym, and the sereneness of the prince, it was the most peaceful scene Rayla had seen all day.

Despite it, she tore her eyes away. She could hardly believe herself when she realized somehow- somehow- she had fallen for Callum. Rayla understood why, Callum was an admirable and caring person, but she didn't understand why. He was a human, and she, an elf. Needless to say, it couldn't work out.

It was utterly stupid; she knew that. After they returned Zym to his rightful home, they'd most likely part ways. After all, humans weren't allowed in Xadia.

Rayla made a mental note to prepare a plan for that.

She rested her elbows on her knees and supported her face with her hands, staring up at the starry sky, and sighed.

Just another thing she had to go and make more complicated for herself. As a trained assassin, she refused to kill. Then, she ran, with the two princes of Katolis and the dragon prince, on an insane quest to bring peace between their worlds. And after that, she developed feelings for Callum. Feelings she couldn't put away.

He was brave, though. And had great perseverance. He had a heart unlike any other human's, aside from Ezran, who was equally as sweet. Plus, he was stupid cute. They had come so far together, and forged their way through whatever obstacle they came across. Though Rayla lived in a world full of magic, Callum was unlike anything she ever knew.

To think she thought all humans were dragon-slaying monsters. Some of them were, yes, but Callum and Ezran were kinder and more trusting than any human has ever been to her. They overcame their differences and worked together. They put their faith in her over their longtime friends. Callum even helped Rayla save a dragon, even though he was initially opposed.

Callum was the one to help her understand there was more to some humans other than greed. He helped ease her fear during the boat ride. He pursued his own path of learning arcane magic, even though he was only human. She would sacrifice everything for him, for all he did for her.

Rayla turned her hand over, amused. It wasn't an understatement. She nearly lost a hand protecting the two brothers. The elf turned back to the sleeping Callum.

She had almost lost him, too.

The image of Callum's writhing, tortured face was burned into her memory. The sweat streaming from his forehead, the purple veins snaking out from his dark eyes, his shallow, ragged heaving- all of it. He was tossing and turning in his sleep, shaking and muttering nonsense.

It terrified Rayla. The slamming realization of possibly losing Callum to the dark magic sickness petrified her. He had miraculously pulled through in the end, but the thought still made her heartbeat race. What if she had really lost him? What if Callum had stopped moving? A limp, lifeless version of Callum floated into her head. No tortured breaths. No incoherent mumblings. No jokes or laughter or warm smiles. Just silence.

Rayla's gaze shot to Callum again. Still breathing. She exhaled, and released the tension in her muscles.

Of course, Rayla couldn't not care. It was too late to put herself at a distance. Not that she had a chance of resisting, anyways. But their journey would be over soon, and then what? Though the tensions between the Xadians and humans could not possibly be mended overnight, Rayla prayed she and Callum could be an exception. It was only a matter of time.