B.C. Morin

“I still want to feel you against me.” Her gaze dropped to his hands. “I want you to stay with me. Hold me. Just tonight. If I lose you again tomorrow then it will still be worth it. I will lose you a hundred times, if you would but hold me in your arms each time before my loss.” She saw his eyes water, but no tears emerged...”

“What are you doing, Evy?”“Stopping you from keeping all your emotions to yourself.” She released his hand, pushing it down. “Talk to me.”“I do not have anything to say.” Kaleb ran his hand through his hair, finally fixing his eyes on her.“That is a lie. You have plenty to say. And you owe it to me to tell me!”“I owe it to you?”

“Double Sword Tavern.” Tristan said, reading out loud. “Sounds charming and inviting.”

“He put his forehead against hers. “Alannah, my heart is yours.” He said softly.“And yet, I must hand it over to someone else for the keeping.” Her last words falling to a strained whisper.”

“Alannah took a step back. “Brennus, are you intoxicated?”“I am King Brennus. I do not become intoxicated. I am intoxicating.”Alannah let out another giggle. “This is not like you. How much have you had?”Brennus leaned his shoulder against the wall. “Two, maybe three.”“Glasses?”“Bottles.”

“Are you prepared for what lies ahead?"~ Tristan ~”

“I’m sure I have no idea what you are talking about PRINCESS.” He tilted his head and half curtseyed when he said the last word.“That! That is what I am talking about. Since we ran into the others you have been cold and more arrogant than usual.” She kept her voice low so the others would not hear.“Is that so? I would say I was averagely arrogant”

“Alannah?” He held her limp body waiting for a response. “Don’t do this.” He put his hand over the other cut whispering his words and healing it as well. “Alannah?” His voice begged, as he held her face in his hand Still no response. He looked at the ground she had laid on realizing that she had lost a lot of blood. Then from the corner of his eye he saw the rise and fall of her chest and let out a breath he hadn’t realized he was holding. She still lives.”

“Well, how do we get out of this place?” Evyette’s voice shaking slightly.“We can’t.” If Kaleb felt any hopelessness he wasn’t conveying it. He looked around arduously, “Unless we find someone willing to help us.”“Oh well, that should not be a problem at all,” Tristan retorted throwing his hands up, “considering everything so far has tried to kill us!”

“She sprinted after him, grabbing him by the shoulder just as she caught up. “I … I am sorry.”He let out a deep sigh. “As am I.” He yanked his shoulder free and continued walking back inside the castle.”

“She reached for the hilt of her sword, but like a flash he drew the dagger that was at his waist and held it at her throat with his other hand pressed behind her neck.“Now, now princess, that is not the proper way to behave. I have not even threatened you,” he looked her over, “yet.”

“My father will find you and kill you for what you have done.” She said to him solemnly.Maligo towered over her, a leering smile twisting his dark face.“You would have to consider yourself lucky if you ever see your father again. Even if it is while he watches me take your life.” He snarled, allowing a haughty smirk creep across his face.”

“Alessa looked at Brennus giving him a smirk.“Brennus.”“Alessa.”“Still think that you are the God’s gift to all faeries?”“Still trying to convince yourself that I am not?” Brennus responded smirking arrogantly and leaning back in his chair.”