Page 257 of Of Sins and Sacrifice

His lips tremble with mirth.

“Right, right.”

“Enough conversation about curbs and curves and whatnot. We need to leave.”

“Not back to the base, Minnie. I can’t afford to suddenly show up there. They will think I may have betrayed them and gotten help to get back. They will ask me exactly what route I took and how I got back and I will not be able to answer.”

“Then what do you propose we do?” I narrow my eyes at him.

“We wait until the evacuation—” Right at that moment, a loud alarm blares in the air. “Well, that was rather fortuitous.”

German soldiers demand that every prisoner come to the courtyard. The instructions are simple: they will march west and abandon the camp.

“They will call my name since I am a ranked officer. But when the march begins and we find ourselves close to the woods, I will give a signal and we can stealthily move out of the line.”

“Why can’t we just do it the simple way? That’s so complicated, Mine,” I cry out.

“I have a reputation to maintain, Minnie. Surely you of all people should understand that.”

I grind my teeth in frustration. He does have a point.

“So how will we return back to the base, then?”

“We won’t. We will make our way to France where my parents are and I will report to the U.S. officials there.”

“Damn it, Mine. You know I can only teleport to places I have been to before.”

Unless someone uses my sigil like he did, I can only go to places I have visited before.

“Once we get rid of the Germans, we’ll be on our own. Think of it as a road trip.”

I purse my lips as I consider his words. I don’t know how I feel about this so-calledroad trip.

“It will be just the two of us. No one will know our identities. We can be anyone we want.” He pauses, his eyes glinting dangerously. “We can be a married couple, husband and wife. No one will question your reputation.”

My eyes widen at his outrageous suggestion.

“What? Your wife? When did you even ask me? You are getting ahead of yourself, Mine. And don’t think this will give you liberties with my person,” I tell him sternly.

“I would never think of that, Minnie. God forbid I take advantage of you.”

“Good on you to know,” I say and cross my arms over my chest.

He drops to his knees in front of me on the cold ground, his eyes on mine.

“Will you have me, Minnie? Will you have this idiotic, feeble human who gives you so much trouble?”

My lashes flutter in surprise.

“Wha—”

“Will you have me as your male? I vow to always love and cherish you, to always put you first, above anyone and everyone else.”

“Mine, that is?—”

“Those two months elapsed, Minnie. Did I not win your heart? Even a little?”

I look away, a blush going up my cheeks.

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