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w his p er o f m ove m ent c a m e fr o m b ehin d h e r, a nd E le na r e ali z e d w ith a s ta rt th a t s he w asn’t a lo ne a fte r
a ll. A d ark fig ure w as s ud denly
th ere
, a ppro achin g h e r.
Dam on.
Of c o urs e it w as D am on, E le na th o ug ht w ith a s m ile . If a nyo ne w as g oin g to a ppear u ne xp ecte dly b efo re
h e r h e re , a t w ha t fe lt li k e th e e nd o f th e w orld — or a t le ast th e h o ur a fte r a g ood p arty h a d e nd ed— it w ould
b e D am on. G od, h e w as s o b eautifu l. B la ck o n b la ck: s o ft b la ck h a ir , e ye s b la ck a s m id nig ht, b la ck je ans,
a nd a s m ooth le ath e r ja cke t.
As th e ir e ye s m et, s he w as s o g la d to s e e h im th a t s he c o uld h a rd ly b re ath e . S he th re w h e rs e lf in to h is
e m bra ce , c la sp in g h im a ro und th e n e ck, fe eli n g th e li th e , h a rd m uscle s in h is a rm s a nd c he st.
“D am on,” s he s a id , h e r v o ic e tr e m bli n g fo r s o m e r e aso n. H er b ody w as tr e m bli n g , to o, a nd D am on
s tr o ke d h e r a rm s a nd s ho uld ers , c a lm in g h e r.
“W ha t is it, p rin ce ss? D on’t te ll m e y o u’r e a fr a id .” H e s m ir k e d la zily a t h e r, h is h a nd s s tr o ng a nd s te ady.
“I
am
a fr a id ,” s he a nsw ere d.
“B ut w ha t a re y o u a fr a id o f? ”
Tha t le ft h e r p uzzle d fo r a m om ent. T he n, s lo w ly , p uttin g h e r c he ek a gain st h is , s he s a id , “ I’ m a fr a id th a t
th is is ju st a d re am .”
“I’ ll te ll y o u a s e cre t, p rin ce ss,” h e s a id in to h e r e ar. “ Y ou a nd I a re th e o nly r e al th in g s h e re . It ’s e ve ry th in g
e ls e th a t’s th e d re am .”
“J ust y o u a nd m e?” E le na e cho ed, a n u ne asy th o ug ht n a ggin g a t h e r, a s th o ug h s he w ere fo rg ettin g
s o m eth in g — or s o m eone . A fle ck o f a sh la nd