Okay, so this one is going to be slightly different in that it’s a kind of sneak peek at a possible future SV moment.
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“I am sorry.”
Helga continued to stare out across the lake. “I know. But you are still leaving.”
There was a crunch of snow as Salazar shifted, but he said nothing. Helga sighed. “I do understand,” she said quietly. “But I cannot help but wish that it could be otherwise.”
“As do I,” Salazar whispered. He moved to stand next to her, and Helga could not help but turn to him. His face was thin and drawn, and fresh silver had touched his hair over the past days, but all she could see was the boy who had saved her life all those years ago.
Salazar’s face blurred, and Helga looked away before the tears could fall. She rubbed at her eyes, then froze as Salazar caught her hand.
“I have been thinking,” he said. “About Godric and Rowena.”
Helga blinked at the apparent non sequitur, but Salazar wasn’t finished. “Godric told me that they didn’t want to waste any more time.” He took a step closer, and Helga could see tears glittering in his eyes too. “I think he was right.”
Helga couldn’t help the slightly hysterical giggle. “I won’t tell him you said so.” She reached up to cup his cheek. “But I...I agree.”
Salazar brushed a strand of hair back from her face. His fingers were trembling. “Helga, can I...”
Helga didn’t let him finish. Their lips met, and Helga closed her eyes.
