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Major swearing in this chapter. I'll try to make the next one with a lot less.

"Shadow? Can you hear me?"

"I am so sorry, I didn't mean to hurt him."

"It's okay, I think. It definitely hurt, but you didn't shoot the arrow at him, so I think he'll be fine."

I felt someone lift me up and carry me somewhere, but I didn't ant to do anything, every movement sent pain coursing through my body, and where the hell did this random ass chick get a fucking light arrow?

After what felt like a few minutes, I opened my eyes only to see more of this fucking light. Even if it was gentler.

"Damn it," I swore. I felt someone press a cloth to my forehead and I saw a blur of purple.

I felt cold and hot all at the same time, and I'm pretty sure there was a pillow beneath my head.

I felt some pressure on my hand.

Oh, fuck yes, that was Vio!

"What the hell?" I fully opened my eyes, even though every part of me wanted to stay with my comfortable pillow and—-

I was laying my head on Vio's lap. And his hand was in my hair.

I took a minute to pray that I hadn't been snoring or anything because I'm pretty sure I was asleep for awhile.

I remembered the last time my head had been in his lap. His hand had been in my hair too.

That was a nice night.

I felt my face heat up and Vio squeezed my hand.

Shit, I'm going to get a nose bleed.

The light always seemed to get me really irritated. I never knew why, but it did and that arrow had hurt. How the fuck did someone ever get ahold of a light arrow anyways?

I groaned and sat up, because after panicking about Vio, all the pain returned ten fold.

Vio made me lean on his shoulder—not that I'm complaining!—and I just kinda rested my head there because everything was exhausting.

We were on a twin sized bed with scarlet sheets—later I'd be told we were sleeping at an inn owned by Erune's mother. Green and Blue were fast asleep on one, Blue was curled up in a ball, cuddling with Green which we would all give him hell for. Red was in another twin sized bed all by himself, smiling in his sleep.

Mystery Chick was on one too, apparently feeling guilty for having shot me.

"So, who are you?" Vio asked Mystery Chick.

She had white hair with pink high lights.. She was slightly pale with magenta irises. She wore a cerise dress, that was adorned with white symbols, the upper half halter strap and the skirt knife pleated. She wore white fingerless gloves and a pair of white boots. She was tall and slender, and her cheeks were rosy. she smiled at me. "I'm Opia."

She looked familiar but I couldn't place her.

Right behind her was Briar, laying down and probably asleep.

I yawned and Vio slid a hand to my waist pulling me closer to him. "Are you tired, Shadow?" He whispered.

I yawned again, and just flopped back down on the bed. I swear I could hear the grin in his voice. "We should let him sleep, he gets cranky."

"Do...not."

He ran his hands through my hair, effectively silencing me.

I think I heard Opia yawn. "Yeah, it's late."

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