Oliver looked at her and smiled. "You are very dear to me as well, Aniya." he murmured. He looked at her closely. He was very shy around girls, but he felt very calm around Aniya. He trusted her inexplicably and... his heart felt full of... of light. He smiled and suddenly leaned forward in a spur-of-the moment kind of moment, gently pressing his lips to her's. It was light and gentle. He pulled away, suddenly blushing and looking at the ground shyly.
Lamya, whom clutched Sandspirit's mane. Shook her head "No. The king killed all of the healers whom wouldn't join him and swear loyalty." she whispered. "I'm so sorry. I can keep her alive for as long as I can, but my skills will be needed to heal the prince, so I can't risk my life." she murmured.
Princess Tori's eyes suddenly opened, their gold depths looking up at the people around her "Gods. Why are there so many people?" She croaked, a pain-filled smile appearing on her lips. Blake suddenly slid from his horse and kneeled beside her, and grinned "We are worried, your highness." He said with a little laugh.







