Ven shook her head a tiny bit, and drew her face away when he went to kiss her cheek. She just knew he wasn't happy with her. Maybe that was what was wrong.
Aretys finally fell back asleep after a while.
Syth lifted his hand, and gently stroked her hair, "I love you Jessi," he murmured softly. He knew he'd never forgive himself if she ever died, whether he was around or not. It would kill him, probably literally. He leaned forward, and softly pressed a kiss to her forehead.



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