Page 62 of Fresh Flesh

“She’ll never be farmed now,” he murmurs, and I hear the other three’s breath catch.

“You’re…” Joras breathes, and I nod, looking them each in the eye.

“I’m safe. We don’t need to worry.”

I’m swept up into their arms, and I giggle, enveloped in their warmth. I’m finally safe, and it’s all I’ve ever wanted.

But now I have even more than I bargained for.

I have four extra hearts attached to mine. And I could never ask for anything more.

The End