38. “Please don’t forget me!” For Orndead please!
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Tempest had thought about it again and again. The nearer they came their goal, the more it became apparent to him.
He and Ornstein would go their own ways after the flame was linked. Ornstein would go on a journey to find an old love and Tempest... ...he would like to open up a tavern, but if it would be that easy? Whatever his future was, Tempest knew that it wasn’t with Ornstein, though, there was one thing that Tempest wanted from Ornstein. No, Ornstein didn’t need to love him, but there would be one thing that would hurt Tempest would it happen. “Ornstein.”, he said, looking the dragon slayer into the eyes.. or more in the eyes of his helmet, “Please don’t forget me!” “...Little Storm, what?”, Ornstein said. “Promise me. Just promise me that you won’t forget me. That is all I ask.”, Tempest said, a plea in his voice. “...I don’t plan on forgetting you.”, Ornstein said.
After all that happened, Ornstein didn’t think he could forget about the little Storm anymore. And his stew. Ornstein would miss eating it.
