Abigail After getting out of the water, Grayson helped me dry off and get dressed again. Having a broken leg and only one working hand made me feel like an invalid, but he never made me feel like a burden. He set me on a medium-sized rock while he got dressed. I closed my eyes and leaned back, enjoying the last of the day’s sunshine. “Abby?” I heard him say softly. I opened my eyes and saw him down on one knee in front of me. “Grayson?” I asked, thoroughly confused. “What are you doing?” “I’m asking you to marry me,” he said, placing something into my good hand. He looked at me, anxiously. He’s so worried I’ll say no. I opened my hand. He had given me a green rock, like he had when we were children and first told everyone we were going to marry. I felt my eyes fill with tears. “Are you sure?” I was shocked. “Abby, you are everything to me, and I don’t want to live my life without you as a part of it. I tried that for a while and it was the worst four years of my life.” I reache
Grayson Cat was healing, albeit slowly. She hadn’t been attacked physically like Abby was, but she had been affected mentally. She had nightmares every night, and would wake up screaming. Sometimes she would be shouting for Abby to be careful, or for the monsters in her head to leave them alone. Sometimes she would call out for Rose, or even her father. We did our best to comfort her, with Rose taking on most of the job. “She’s not getting better,” Rose confided one morning, about a week and a half later. “It was the worst experience of my life – and I’ve been stabbed twice,” Abby replied. “I’m sure Cat never even imagined anything that horrible before. It’s going to take some time for her to get over. We just need to be there for her the best we can.” “I wish there was more I could do to help,” Rose lamented. “You are doing so much for her just by being there,” Abby reassured her. “I would be much worse off if I didn’t have you and Grayson.” Rose seemed relieved, and did her
Abigail It took about two weeks before I was finally able to walk normally on my leg. “I think we can start moving again,” I said one morning. “Are you sure, Duchess?” Aryk asked clearly worried. “I’m not saying I’ll be fast, but I can definitely move again.” Grayson insisted we stop every hour to take a break. The second I showed any signs of being tired, he had me back in the sling on his back. “You’re being a little ridiculous,” I said one morning as he was tying me to his back. “Your leg was shattered less than a month ago, Abby,” he replied. “You’re lucky to be walking at all. You wouldn’t be able to again without my healing. I don’t want you over doing it and permanently damaging something.” “Yes, doctor,” I said, resting my head against his back. “I hope I’m not too heavy for you.” “You are lighter than Thomas’s pack,” he joked. “I tried moving that one day and almost broke my arm.” Every time he carried me, it seemed to get easier for him. He was getting stronger in
Grayson I opened my eyes the morning after our wedding and just stared at the beautiful woman sleeping next to me. She was my wife. My wife! I got another goofy grin on my face and reached out to caress her cheek. She smiled in her sleep and I sat up to look at her. Gods, she was gorgeous. Her curls were wild and loose, and I knew she was naked under that blanket. She was mine, and I couldn’t have been happier. She opened her beautiful green eyes and smiled at me. “Good morning, husband.” I leaned down and kissed her. “Mmm say that again.” “Husband…” “I love it,” I kissed her again. “And I love you, wife.” I started kissing her breasts. We heard a commotion from the main camp. It was Cat screaming, angrily, like she was about to pick a fight. I moved to get up to see what the problem was when Abby pulled me back down and into a kiss. “Ignore them,” she whispered. How could two words be so sexy? “I’m not ready to give you up yet… husband.” My hand found its way in between h
Abigail “I hate sand!” I yelled angrily, dumping out my boot for the tenth time that day. We had only been on the Sea a week and I had already had enough. “It’s in my shoes, it’s in my hair, it’s in my food! I hate it!” Grayson came over and gently brushed the sand out of my hair. “Good thing we will never live in Eswen,” he joked. “Eswen Keep is right next to the Southern Sea.” “Yes, well, I’m sure they kept it out of places it didn’t belong,” I looked around. “And that there were other things to see. This place is awful. Who would want to live here?” Grayson shook his head, “Are you okay, Wildflower?” “I’m just a little irritable, my magic man,” I said softly. I rested my forehead against his. “You calm me.” “Come here, dusukunni,” he said, pulling me into a hug. I felt myself relax. How did I spend four years without him? *** We only knew we were going west because of the sun. There were no landmarks other than water and sand. There was no life to be seen other than the occa
Grayson “It doesn’t look that evil and intimidating,” Thomas joked. “I don’t like it,” Abby said softly, and I put my arm around her. “It’s still so far away,” Rose lamented. “At least it’s something new to look at,” Cat mumbled. It took us another three days trudging through the soupy sand to actually get there, and when we did, it appeared to be abandoned. “I don’t think anyone is home,” Rose said. “I hope we’re in the right place.” “Oh, we are,” Aryk said. “Weapons up, ladies and gentlemen.” We found the front gate conveniently open and walked on through weapons drawn. Inside the courtyard was a display of strange looking and incredibly creepy stone statues. I pulled Abby close to me again, putting her behind me so I could protect her. “Gray, I’m scared,” she whispered. “Me too, Abby,” I responded. “It’s too quiet. Just stay close.” She nodded. “I think these were once alive…” Cat said, touching one that looked like a centaur. It moved and she screamed. Her scream ec
Abigail He was gone. She killed him. He was gone. She killed him. He was gone. He is gone. My husband, my love, my best friend, my soulmate, he is gone. He disappeared in front of my eyes, and I heard the most terrible, pain filled scream I’ve ever heard. It took a moment to realize it was coming from me, and I was unable to stop. I have no idea how the battle ended. I’m sorry, I can’t tell you. I remember Grayson mouthing “I love you” before he disappeared. I remember running at the old woman who had just shattered my world, wanting to kill her with my bare hands. I remember Thomas grabbing me and depositing me on top of a wall out of the way. I remember collapsing on top of the wall, still making that awful, animalistic noise. I remember wanting to die. I couldn’t live without him. I didn’t want to live without him. We had just promised to love each other forever – he can’t leave me after only a few weeks. I would join him in death if I couldn’t be with him in life. I h
Rose “No!” I shouted, as I watched the man I considered my brother disappeared before our eyes. I heard my sister make the worst noise I had ever heard. She was screaming as Thomas dragged her to safety. Her pain was palpable. It felt like a stab to the heart. Cat looked at me from where she was on the ground, tears streaming down her face. Grayson had just died saving her life, too. “Let’s take this witch down,” she growled. We attacked the monster with everything we had. “You killed my brother!” I shouted, bringing the sword down on her arm. She screamed as I sliced her arm. The cut was deep and she was losing blood fast. “The baby sorcerer should have stayed out of the fight. It wasn’t his to join!” Cat kicked its legs out from underneath it. She had come up behind it while I was providing distraction. “He died saving me and his wife!” The crone got up quickly – it was particularly fast for someone as old as it looked. “Then his death was in vain!” It shot magic at Cat, w