chapter 1.

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L: "Why don't you stay at my house Andrius? you're injured and I don't want you walking on that foot."

A: "Are you sure?"

L: "Of course! You saved me from Siberia, it's the least I could do. "

A: "Alright fine. But don't waste food on me."

She looks at him, puzzled.

L: "What in the world do you mean?! You have to eat, I have plenty of food."

A: "So?"

L: "So, you're eating, c'mon now!"

She helps him onto her horse{Elena}

L: "Alright, hold onto my waist, she's going to go fast!"

He puts his hands on her waist and holds onto her so he doesn't fall off

Elena goes fast, racing time, ignoring the tree branches and brush under feet, making a soft crunching sound

A: "God damn! She is fast!"

L: "Haha! I told you!"

At her cottage

She helps him down, supports some of his weight off of his injured ankle

L: "How did this even happen?"

A: "I was running, then tripped over a stump of a tree, it's embarrassing."

She laughs

L: "You never cease to make me laugh, come inside."

They go inside, and Leva helps him sit at the table

L: "I've made food."

A: "How do you always know when you're going to run into me. You seem to always have food!"

L: "Womanly instinct, I guess"

She shrugs

A: "What did you make?"

L: "Vegetable stew!"

A: "Delicious, you make the best food."

She smiles

L: "Thank you."

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Word count; 253

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