“You’re going to do this right now?”
“You’re going to do this right now?” Josefin asked Alek, pulled close into his arms. His strong, waiting arms that had never abandoned her when she needed a friend, when she needed to tell someone the darkest parts of her.
They ducked behind a cart in the little square in the middle of the village they’d been caught in as shouts boomed nearby. She’d thought he was foolish when he’d insisted on coming with her, knowing neither of them would be safe. But he had insisted and she would admit she was glad he was there with her. But finding someone who knew how to cure the magic coursing through her veins, quite literally keeping them blackened, was proving harder than she’d have thought. Her heart jumped at the sound of a magical explosion and she pressed herself against the cart, hoping the rebels wandering the town were just a group of a few and would pass quickly. “I’m sorry I drug you into this...” She brushed a hand down his collar, smiling gently.
Reaching over, Josefin pressed a kiss to his brow and sighed. “Alek I love you so much. You are the best friend I have ever had... and you have so much life to live.” She paused, shifting a bit, “I’m dying... you knew that though didn’t you?” She leaned her head against the cart and sighed. They were stuck between a vendor’s cart and the side of a building but at least they wouldn’t be seen. “And you still came with me anyway...”
She felt so weak. And if it had been anyone else with her, she wouldn’t have shown it. She would have pushed it all back. But it was Alek, the boy who knew her best. Leaning her head against his shoulder, she sighed quietly, “I think you’re going to have to find a new knight...”













