A little wicked

Hazel Prince Harvest Witch of Fire French Quarter Witch Survivor "I can give you a list of people who've underestimated me. None of them has done it a second time."

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Kol had problems with his impulse control since he could remember. Since before he had turned. But it grew worse when his mother cursed his siblings with immortal life. A twisted perversion of her love for them. Ever since Kol was just angry and he took it out on everyone. He was a monster and so acted as such. Kol was mad at his miserable life and how it turned out. His rage with tied to his lust for blood and being always furious, was his downfall. It made him the reckless one. The maniac of the Mikaelson’s. And he reviled in such a title. But he wanted to be better now. A changed man. He always admired his big brother Elijah, and Elijah had believed he could get better so that was enough for him. Kol has made many mistakes but he has little regrets. His biggest? Not trying hard enough when it came to maintaining his relationship with two people. Henrik and Hazel. His little brother and the woman he used to love, and probably always will deep down.

For Christ sake too, Kol shouldn’t shake off the fact it had gotten so bad he’d killed the woman he loved.  So he ran from the hurt. He had to stop running though. He had run for years from the wrath of his father but no longer would he run from his problems. He got clean. It took him a while. He’d caused a big fuss in Europe where he’d been staying before returning to the States along with what he deserved. That control back. So he did his best to track down his brother and Hazel. Tracking down witches was what he did. He knew making amends wouldn’t be easy but he’d lost his brother once and killed Hazel and turned his back on her once as well, he wouldn’t do it for the rest of his life. Knocking on the door of the address he’d found, he waited. He mostly hoped to see his brother first. Get that out of the way. Nervous? Kol Mikaelson? He didn’t get nerves but he was certainly slightly unsettled. Facing Hazel now, it just hit him how long it had been. He hadn’t remembered. Time flew by for him like it always had. “Got a moment to chat?” He raised his eyebrow, spoken with that cheeky charm he’d always had as he just raises two bottles of vintage and expensive wine. This isn’t a plan to win her back. Get her to fall in love with him again but to maybe press reset or even play on a relationship that had been on pause. “Seems like everyone’s around. Saw Chester in town earlier. He seems to be doing well.”   // @littlexmissbadass·

Life for Hazel had been good. Really good. With her ancestors gone, the young witch had finally her life back. She went back to her life befor the Harvest had happened. The Harvest, that big nightmare she had been through, the one thing that destroyed her life, was nothing but a distant memory now. She was finally free. The witches let her go, Klaus was gone from town, Henrik stopped pushing her away, Chester was happy and living his life as well. All was fine in Mystic Falls, as surprising as that seemed. Of course she was always careful, always paying attention to what witches around could be doing, as well as practicing her magic. Who knew when a New Orleans witch would finally show up after revenge? Still, her fear hadn’t came through so far.

Hazel definitely didn’t expect to hear someone at her door, definitely didn’t expect to open it and find Kol Mikaelson. How long it had been? It felt like years. Last time she saw him, they had left things in a bad way. Kol killed her, abandoned her, and when she was ready to forgive him, he abandoned her again. Suddenly she remembered why it had been so hard to let go of him. Hazel loved Henrik, she would never trade one brother for another. Again. But she couldn’t deny that seeing Kol standing by her door shook her and made her heart beat loudly against her chest. She was sure he could hear it. “Kol.” She let go a bretah she didn’t know she was holding. “Uh… What are you ding her?” Hazel asked, hoping he had come to see Henrik, who wasn’t at home at the moment.

[chesslawrence]

As much as he could have told his best friend he was stopping by for a visit, the idea of a surprise and spontaneous visit that wasn’t in the slightest bit planned was much more up Chester’s alley.  Of course, they’d spoken about him leaving Mystic Falls to go spend some time with her and Henrik, but telling Hazel when he was on his way would ruin all the fun or definitely half of the fun of his entire plan so he booked his plane ticket as soon as he could get some time of his work, which was now, modelling and acting. Something perfect for him the more he thought about it. He sat outside a cafe with a cup of warm tea in his hand and a sandwich that was half-eaten. And if anybody could find the exact whereabouts it’d been him. So when he saw across the street. He tilted his head down and picked up his phone to call her, unable to resist the smug smirk now on his lips. “Hey, Hazelnut!” He acted as though this was another one of just there daily to weekly catch-ups. “Bit of an odd question! Can you look straight ahead? Do you see a handsome gentleman drinking tea with a blue jumper on right now?” Obviously referring to himself before he grows way too humoured by himself where he eventually looks directly across to her. Putting his tea down but leaving his bag at his seated table to run up to her and go hug the other witch. His best friend. His coven.       //      @littlexmissbadass​

[littlexmissbadass]

Hazel and Henrik had been travelling around since the day Hazel broke the link between her coven and the ancestors. It took the witches a lont time to recover and once they did, Hazel was long gone. Only a few people knew where she was: Marcel, Aria and Chester. The people she trusted more than anything in the world. She was walking around the town she was staying at the moment when she heard her phone ringing, a smile instantly forming on her lips as she saw who was calling her. “Hey, Chess.” She smiled brightly. Hazel misses Chester too much. He was her best friend and coven after all. “What?” She frowned when he started talking, looking ahead of her and searching for a man in a blue jumper. Chester couldn’t be there, could he? Of course he could. Hazel smiled brightly when she saw him running up to her. Hazel runned towards Chester as well, jumping in his arms and wrapping her around him. “I can’t believe you’re here! I’ve missed you so much.”

[littlexmissbadass]

From: Hazel P. To: @ofacrimony

This is going to be a short letter, but I just felt like I needed to send you this before I left.

Once again I’m sorry if you were hurt. If I could’ve done something I would have. You’re an amazing girl and you deserve the world. I wished we had more time to be friends, but unfortunately I did something big with my coven and I have to run away.

Thanks for being so great with me. You’re awesome, Charlie. Maybe one day we’ll see each other again. At least I hope so.

Love,

Hazel

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From: Hazel To: @vindictivelogan

I think you’ll be happy to know that I finally got rid of my ancestors and didn’t kill anyone in the process. Except myself, but it was just for a few minutes. Henrik brought me back to life and we escape before we both died.

On that note, we’re leaving. We angered some witches with the spell, so it’s time to go. We don’t know where we’re going, but we’ll keep in touch. Two powerful witches together can take care of themselves, so no one needs to worry.

Thanks for trying to help me, though. It meant a lot.

Love,

Hazel

[littlexmissbadass]

From: Hazel Prince To: @chesslawrence

You’re so going to be mad at me, but I’m leaving town. The reason why i’m not saying this in person is because I’m on the run. I finished the spell that sends my ancestors away, but that means I pissed off a few witches and I gotta run before they catch me. I’ll keep in touch whenever I can.

I don’t know where I’m going yet. I think i’m going everywhere. That’s what Henrik said we would go. And yes, he’s coming with me. The guy saved my life again. And he also asked me to marry him! I wish I could’ve told you this in person to see your reaction. I’m sure it was priceless and that you probably screamed. Please don’t be mad at me for leaving like this, but it’s really safer for me and for you.

I’m attatching a spell to this letter that will help you contact me easily without giving the witches anything to work with. That way they won’t find me. And the necklace I’m sending you is bewitched. Hold it tight if you need me and I’ll find a way to talk to you.

I hope you know we’re still a coven wherever I go. You’ll always be more my family than anyone else ever has and no other witch is more part of me than you are. You’re the first real coven I had and the first witch I trusted after the hell I’ve been through and we’ll always be together, it doesn’t matter where I go.

I love you, Chess. 

Hazelnut

PS: Before you ask, we’re not eloping. I gotta have my best friend with me the day I get married.

[littlexmissbadass]

From: Hazel Prince To: @marcelgerardx

By the time you’re reading this letter I’ll be already gone and you’ll probably already know the news in New Orleans. The ancestors are gone. A warlock I trust will lead the coven to a new era, but until they get used to it, I need to run. Some of the older witches in the coven were not happy and I can’t stay in Mystic Falls. They would find me.

I’m not alone though. Henrik is with me. You might not entirely like him because he’s my boyfriend and because he’s a Mikaelson, but he saved my life. Twice. He’s the good Mikaelson, the one who would never hurt me or kill me. Kol did it though. He killed me and that’s why our friendship is over. I’ll tell you more another time, in another letter, but I died and Henrik brought me back.

He also asked me to marry him after we did the spell and I said yes. I do love him, so be happy for me.

Thank you for everything you did for me, Marcel. You saved my life too, you gave me strenght that I didn’t know I had. You’re like a father to me and I promsie I won’t disappear. I’ll be sending you updates and I promise I won’t get married without you. I need my father, or father figure, to give me away.

I love you

H.

PS: Don’t send your guys to kill Henrik. I swear he’s one of the good ones. 

[littlexmissbadass]

henrik-mikaelson‌:

“I wasn’t certain. I was just hopeful. Hopeful you wouldn’t die and hopeful you would say yes.” He grinned, pressing his forehead against hers. He paused, closing his eyes as he breathed her in. His grip squeezed at her hips, like he was just wanting to feel her, let himself have a moment to breathe and let his mind catch up with his heart. “I was hoping so.” Henrik smiled, catching her lips before he gently placed her down on her feet again. “We better get out of here before anyone catches up with us, though.” Offering out his hand, he gestured in the direction of the car with the other. “First day of the rest of our lives, huh? I’m in.” 

“You were right about both.” And Hazel was so happy that both things had happened. For years Hazel felt so broken, so alone, so sad and agry all the time. All of that seemed to vanish at that moment. Even if she did think witches would come after them, she couldn’t help but feel happy. The happier she had been in a really long time. Holding Henrik’s hand, Hazel smiled brightly. “I think you’re right.” She scoffed. “First day of the rest of our lives... I like that. I’m in.”

[littlexmissbadass]

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If it was at all possible, the second he popped the question his heart beat even faster. Through the adrenalin there was a spark of nerves, maybe she would say no? What if it was too soon? He obviously didn’t think so, after everything they had been through he believed it was their time to be happy. Fuck, they deserved it. Henrik released the breath he hadn’t even realised had gotten trapped in his lungs when he heard her say yes. With a pair of shaky hands, he took the ring from the box and slid it onto her finger, grinning at how perfectly it fit. He lifted up, arms around her, just under her ass to lift her up with him and spin her around before he settled her legs around his waist. “I was hoping you’d say that. I already packed some things and our passports.” He had come prepared and hopeful for a happy ending. “How about we just hit the road, huh? Go anywhere, live a little?” Henrik slid her a little further own his body so he could capture her lips with his. 

If possible, Hazel smiled even more when Henrik slid the ring onto her finger. Maybe it was too son, maybe it wasn’t, but Hazel felt like she had known Henrik her entire life. She lost count of how many times he saved her life or she saved his. The young witch had said before that a lot more than magic had connected them and she still believed in that. Linked or not, Henrik was a huge part of her and she had never felt so happy. It was as if her life was finally starting. She laughed when Henrik spinned her around and smiled down at him. “You were certain I would say yes, huh?” She laughed. Her heart was nearly bursting through her chest with happiness. “I’ll go anywhere with you.” For a long time Hazel didn’t have a home, but now she did. 

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Henrik’s heart was still slamming against his chest. He was certain if they stood still long enough they would both heart it. “I’m gonna hold you to that, H.” He warned her, though a grin was across his lips because… Fuck. They did it. They actually pulled it off and she didn’t die. “Let’s get one thing clear, okay?” Taking her face in his hands. “I will always find a loophole. To save your life I will make every impossible situation, possible. I mean it, I won’t lose you.” Henrik swallowed the lump in his throat. “And I have some things to say about that. Firstly, I want to see the world, because… Well, I’ve never had a chance, and I want you to come with me.” He paused, to give her a chance to digest. “Secondly, I love you. You amazing, incredible, jaw-dropping, dick hardening little shit.” He was sporting a shit-eating grin and a laugh dripped from his lips. He was excited, adrenalin coursing through his veins. “And thirdly…” With a breath, he let her go and took a step back, pulling a little box out of his jacket and dropping down on one knee and opening it up to display a sparkling diamond ring. “After everything we’ve been through. You gave me back my life, I gave you yours and somehow we got caught up in saving each other from one drama or another and this? This I swear, this is the finale. You did your spell, you’re still alive and I’m still here. I want to spend the rest of my life with you, Hazel Prince. Marry me? Marry me and come with me to see the world we’ve been missing out on?”

It was surprising to Hazel that they had come this far, that she had actually completed the spell she needed to and that Henrik was the one to help her. It seemed like all the rage she carried around with her since she was 16 was gone. Hazel could finally focus on being happy with the mna in front of her. She was out of words when Henrik started speaking again. Maybe for the first time since they started dancing around each other and what they wanted, Hazel had nothing to say. She could hear her heart beating loudly against her ears at every word that came out of Henrik’s lips, laughing softly at along with him. But it was definitely what he did next that made her mind go completely blank. Hazel wasn’t expecting that. And how could she? They had just done the most dangerous thing she could think of and were now standing outside of a nearly destroyed cemetery. None of it mattered though. The only thing that mattered was Henrik. Hazel finally felt whole now that she was linked to Henrik again and her coven was gone. So when he asked the question there was nothing holding her back from what she really wanted. “Yes.” She answered, amiling brightly at Henrik. “A thousand times yes. There’s no one else I want to spend my life with. I’ll go anywhere with you.”

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“Jesus.” He could literally feel the relief flood his veins when she took a gasp of breath. The fact that they would probably be crushed to death if they stayed still was the only thing stopping him from taking a breath and checking her over. Henrik clasped his hand around hers and started running with her, dodging the tumbling tombs and cracks in the ground until finally, they were out of the cemetery. He hadn’t even stopped to catch his breath and he’d already pulled her into his arms. “You’re never, ever, ever,” he paused, leaning back to cup her cheeks. “Ever doing anything like that again. Ever. I thought I lost you for a second and it was the longest second of my life. It’s all daisy chains and reviving flowers from now on, okay?” He chuckled, breathlessly, dipping down to crush his lips against hers. “You did it, H.” Henrik mumbled, smiling as he looked at her, glancing over at the chaos that was almost subsiding now. “I bloody well mean it, though, never again.” He slung a protective arm around her as he watched the cemetery continue to shake. 

It was a relief once they were finally out of the cemetery. Hazel could barely believe it had worked. Her ancestors link to the living was finally gone, they were gone. No more fear of dying and being torn apart by the spirit of dead witches. The witch laughed when Henrik started talking again and she couldn’t stop, she was too happy. "No more life and death spells. I promise.” She grinned against his lips. As if she wouldn’t jump on a life and death situation if she had to. “I did it? You did it. You found a loophole, you saved my life again. You went against every single witch and grimoire that said I was going to die. I’m alive because of you.” Hazel said, a huge smile on her face. She had been so ready to die, but she couldn’t be happier to be alive with the man she loved. They watched as slowly the cemetery stopped shaking and everything was silent as if nothing had happened. Hazel turned to Henrik and her happiness was clear in her blue eyes. “It’s over. It’s finally over.” She threw her arms around Henrik’s neck, pressing her lips to his. And even during the kiss, Hazel couldn’t stop smiling.

[littlexmissbadass]

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Henrik clutched her hand and the pendant with the other, chanting the spell with more gravel in his voice after every repetition. He was doing his part, in spite of being hit on the head with gravel and the tomb that was literally crashing around them, he wouldn’t give in. There was a magical relief when the pendant burned his palm and he dropped it. He knew she was close enough and so, he did the spell to return her spirit to her body. Henrik squeezed her palm tighter, just as he was trying to shield her body from the falling rocks. He couldn’t break the spell at this point but in his mind, he was screaming, yelling at her to come back to him.

The ancestral plane was disappearing, the stones were turning to dust, the witches were being sucked away by an unknow force, and Hazel stood in the middle of all of it. She could feel the warmth in the pendant, she knew Henrik was trying to save her, but the pull was becoming stronger and if he didn’t hurry Hazel would be gone for good. Her hope was nearly gone when she was suddenly back to her body, sitting up with the force of her return, gasping for air. She looked around widly, smiling brightly when she saw Henrik. She was alive. “You did it.” She laughed happily, but before she could properly thank him, a stone falling from the ceiling reminded her that they had to get out. “The spell is going to get worse. We need to go.” She said as she stood up, holding Henrik’s hand in hers and pulling him out of her family’s crypt.

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His pacing started back up, right until the ground under his feet began to shake. He spun around at the small glass objects falling inside the crypt, some small stones shattering from the roof and crashing against the floor made him anxious. This whole thing had the potential to come crashing down on them. How fucking poetic would that be, for them to be buried under the rubble of her dead family. “Shit. Shit.” He pushed himself to breathe out and he rolled his shoulders as he closed his eyes and focused. There was a sigh of relief that slipped from his lips and it wasn’t because they were in the clear, but because Hazel had stopped pulling from his magic which meant, she had either completed the spell or failed. Judging by the way the earth was shaking though, he was going with completed. Now, he only hoped she could run fast enough to get close enough to her body for him to bring her soul back into her body. “Come on, H, run for your life.” He breathed, taking her hand in his once more, he held his own pendant and began the spell that would light hers up, it would grow brighter the closer she got and once it burned started to burn his palm, he would know she was near enough for him to bring her back into her body. Too much could go wrong if he tried it when she was too far away. The panic was seriously setting in his bones now. If she wasn’t fast enough, there would be absolutely no way he could pull this off. 

As soon as the pendant begun to glow, Hazel started running. She knw her body was at her family’s crypt, but with everything falling away around her it was hard to find it. Crypts were crumbling down, the floor was opening, the spirit of the witches were being dragged away and she could already feel the pull trying to take her with it. The only thing still holding her in place was Henrik’s link to her. It wasn’t as if Hazel wasn’t ready to die, this time she was. But Henrik’s burning desire to bring her back made her want to come back, made her want to live. She was so young, she hadn’t lived at all, and she had finally found some happiness in her life. Hazel had friends that were like family and would suffer without her. How selfish she had been to think about giving up. The thought of the people she loved made her run faster, glancing at the pendant to know when it would light up. The pull was becoming stronger and she ran for her life. It seemed like she would never find the right place, but then the pendant started to glow brighter than before the more she got close to where her body should be. It glowed so much to the point where it lighted up the darkness around her. “I’m here. Please bring me home.” She whispered, even though she knew Henrik couldn’t listen.

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Henrik only let go of her hand so he could begin pacing up and down the crypt. It was difficult to fully focus when all he could think about was what could be happening to her. What if the witches got to her? What if they overpowered her? What if he wasn’t quick enough or strong enough to pull her back? It felt like hours rather than minutes before he finally halted his steps and turned to face her body. He could feel his magic being used and he knew she was where she needed to be. She had begun her spell. Henrik was sure all the dark magic aided her greatly just as he was sure their link helped his magic aid her too. He pulled out a stone from his pocket and muttered an activation. It was a dark object fueled with a magical boost that would flow through him. He had to stay strong enough to do what he needed to pull her back. Just because she wouldn’t allow other witches to aid them didn’t mean he hadn’t taken his own precautions. His palm squeezed around the stone and he let out a worrisome, frustrated growl as he slammed his other palm against the tomb. “Come on, come on!” He wanted this to hurry up, the waiting, the wondering, it was fucking killing him. Henrik could still feel her, which was literally the only thing stopping him from ending this right now and pulling her back whether she was finished or not. It was safe to say, once she was back, he would never let her do anything like this to him ever again. The paranoia was still at the forefront of his mind, it only took one witch to jump her and it was game over. 

As the spell came to an end, the shaking around the cemetery grew worse and she knew the actual cemetery in New Orleans was shaking just as much. Hazel watched her ancestors get sucked into the darkness, watched the whole place fall apart around her. Even after she stopped chanting, the spell was still working as she knew it would. Watching that world fall apart, taking so many witches who did so many bad things made her feel great and she knew that if Henrik couldn’t pull her back and she died, she would die happy. The good witches that were also trapped in the ancestors plane would finally find peace among other witches, no longer stuck in that place. It would all be over. There was nothing else Hazel could do in that place and all she could hope in that moment was that Henrik would pull her back. Hazel closed her hand around the pendant he gave her, waiting for it to guide her home. “Come on.” She whispered, before glancing at the world falling apart around her.

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henrik-mikaelson‌:

Henrik felt useless at this point, having to stay behind and let her do the spell on her own wasn’t what he wanted. But it was needed because it was the only way to bring her back. It didn’t make him feel any less worry, especially when his eyes landed on the bottle she held up. He only nodded silently and resisted the urge to slap it out her grasp and tell her no. If only that would work, it would only piss her off. She was determined and if he didn’t support her right now, she would do it without him and he’d never see her again. “You better run like Forest bloody Gump, Prince.” He warned in his lame ass joke. Still, he felt his heart sink when she downed the liquid. Henrik pulled his arms around her and scooped her up when she fell into a slumber, gently resting her body on top of one of the tombs. “Fuck.” He muttered under his breath, clasping both hands around one of her own. All he could do now was try and focus on the signs, feel what she could feel. He would know if she got hurt, just as he hoped he would know if she was in dire trouble, either way, he’d start the spell to pull her spirit back. His palms were shaking and there was a sheen of sweat on his forehead like he was finally letting his worry come on display. 

Luckily for Hazel, New Orleans witches woke up in the cemetery when they died. She woke up in the place she had to be for the spell to work, but she had to find the right spot. It wasn’t hard, she just had to run towards the far end of the cemetery, but the problem was all the other witches that wanted her gone. It didn’t take long until they found her. They might not know what she was planning, but they definitely wanted her destroyed either way. This time she was prepared though, she learned ways to defend herself even after death. It wouldn’t be helpful if she really died and wanted to protect herself, but it was enough to keep the witches at bay while she performed the spell. As the witches started to chant the spell to destroy her soul, Hazel started to chant the spell that would protect her. Being linked to Henrik, even if she was dead and he was alive, also gave her an advantage. Still Hazel was more than surprised when the spell worked and the crownd of witches that had been surrounding her disappeared.

Knowing she didn’t have much time left before they returned, Hazel ran towards the spot where she had to be. The young witch didn’t waste time and started to performe the spell she knew by heart at that point. All the dark magic she used for months came back to the surface and she suddenly felt more powerful than ever. She could finally destroy them once and for all. Years of her coven and her ancestors wanting to kill her, rip her apart, the sacrifices, the murders, the punishments, it only fed her magic and gave her more determination. Her ancestors returned, but they couldn’t do anything anymore as the place around them started to shake with the power of her spell. The struggle she had to endure since she was 16 was finally coming to an end. One by one her ancestors disappeared into oblivion.

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henrik-mikaelson‌:

Henrik paused just to look at her. Study her. He smiled and nodded slowly. It was always more than the link that bound them. He knew it from the start, he’d just been a fool for too long. Denied her too long. They would never, ever be apart again, he was certain. Had to be certain. The alternative was not an option. The tingle of warmth spread through their fingertips and up their arms, until he could finally feel it in his heart and the completion made him feel flushed, but so connected. “Alright, so I forgot how good this felt.” To be magically connected to her, to feel her when she was this close to him.

The feeling of being connected to Henrik again was a relief. When Henrik broke their link while he was hexed it was like a part of her had been ripped away. It hurt at first and it didn’t feel right. With their link back Hazel couldn’t help but smile at him. “It really feels good.” Not only she felt more powerful than before, but she also felt whole. Hazel gave herself a second to enjoy that feeling before she started to get ready for the spell. With a sigh, Hazel let go of Henrik’s hands, grabbing a vial with a liquid. “I have to drink this. It’ll slow my heartbeat and I’ll essencially be dead. It’s the only way to be in the ancestral plane. You’ll be the only thing linking me to this side.” She said. “Once the spell is over you’ll know. This whole place will be shaking. That’s when you pull me back. I’ll try to run before I’m sucked away with the rest.” Hazel explained the plan, even though she knew Henrik already knew what she had to do. And hated it. “I’ll see you soon.” She forced a smile before opening the small vial and drinking the liquid inside. As quickly as she thought it would, Hazel started to feel the effects of the poison running through her body. She held onto Henrik feeling her life drift away for a third time.