Sora’s
opened her eyes.
Arden, with Sora's unsheathed short sword across his chest, slept peacefully opposite her.
Sora heaved out a long sigh.
"Why must I suffer so," she whispered pushing herself up, “oh, I know there is no other way.”
She leaned over and kissed Arden on his cheek then rose to her feet and silently padded away from the camp.
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