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The blade on her hands was covered in blood and all over her body.

His blood.

Rayla gasped. Immediately dropping the weapon.

With widened eyes, she looked at how Callum’s body fell forward, and she barely had time to grab him and lay him gently on the ground.

His back was on her knees, while one of her hands supported his head.

Red was staining all his chest.

“I’m sorry, I’m sorry, I’m sorry” she cried, her free hand reaching his chest trying in vain to cover up the wound.

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An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

She’d been thinking.

For the last couple of weeks since the warrior and the mage left, Astrid had been doing that. Think and pace -or rather fly sometimes- around the Star Scraper. Trying not-so-accidentally to find a way out that wouldn’t draw everyone’s attention to her.

And apparently, her brother noticed.

“Kosmo, what are you doing?” She asked a bit upset “You followed me all day.”

“And you ignored me all day,” he criticized.

Astrid stopped walking but didn’t turn to meet him.

She whined, “Yeah, that’s what I do when I want to be alone.”

“There’s something you haven’t told me.” It wasn’t a question.

“I thought you could know anything,” she said with an edge in her voice.