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I cling tighter to him, wishing never to be parted from my other half.
Beau plays with my waves, running his fingers through them and massaging my scalp. “I know, my love. I know.”
He holds me in the silence, patiently letting me work through the war in my mind.
Our hearts beat in tandem, a calming distraction that eases my breathing.
Beau guides me away, scanning my features. “Would you like to check the perimeter with me?”
I press my lips together, unsure.
He brushes his nose along mine. “I know everything seems out of control. But we can ensure our friends and family are safe by checking our surroundings and then be on our way to Northtry. And I know you’re scared. Letum, I am scared, too. But with you by my side, I know we can do anything.”
He kisses me with such tenderness, my knees almost buckle when he withdraws, and his dimples appear.
I can’t help but beam up at him, grateful he is trying to help me grasp something I can manage.
He pulls me in once more, and I savor it—savor him.
I let my heart drive my thoughts to a world where everything is perfect. Where there is no hatred between our kingdoms, no infections, no problems.
Just us.
We break apart, but he doesn’t hesitate to extend his open palm, still wanting to be linked.
“Together?” Beau asks.
I intertwine our fingers, grinning before giving him two squeezes.
His eyebrows shoot up in surprise, and I smile wider.
“Together.”
Winter, The Makers Year 1023
Dear Beauvais, The King of Torgem,
I will repeat myself from when we last spoke. Just write me back and my friendship will be here for you should you wish it.
I am happy to help with giving you wrist-strengthening exercises as I am happy to receive your letter.
Though, I will say since we are friends, I think it is safe to skip the formalities in addressing each other.
Unless you really believe writing out the additional letters will help you.
I’ve studied a variety of books. Though I will save parchment and only name some of my favorite subjects. Science, history, math, and poetry.
And I will confess there are a few additional fictional stories or two that I’ve grown to love.
Have you found any enjoyable subjects recently?
From,
Vi
Winter, The Makers Year 1023
Dear Vi,
