The first thing Sophie did was slap Lady Gisela. The loud, angry sound echoed through Sophie's large room.
The second thing she did was scream.
"WHAT DO YOU THINK YOU'RE DOING HERE AFTER POISONING YOUR ONLY SON WITH SOME WIERD LEGACY SHI-"
She was about to swear, when Lady Gisela's sobs stopped her. She stared at her with pity- after all, she was still an elf...
A no-good, rotten, stinky, evil, lying, backstabbing elf.
But still an elf.
"You don't understand," Lady Gisela wailed. "It wasn't supposed to go like this..."
Ro snorted. "I'm sure it wasn't."
"Please, I beg of you, put me in- in anything- keep me away from them!" she whined.
Sophie opened her mouth, but Sandor stepped out of the shadows and grabbed Lady Gisela, scowling as he dragged her away.
"That was... quick."
Sophie couldn't agree more.
But she also couldn't forget the look of pain on Lady Gisela's face...
Sophie climed into her bed, exhausted. She fell into a deep, restless sleep.
"It wasn't supposed to go like this..."
A voice.
A voice haunting her dreams...
"Fix me, Foster..."
She knew that voice.
"Keefe?"
"Foster?"
His mental voice was weak, but... it was still there,
"KEEFE!" she screamed out loud, jumping out of bed and running all the way to the Healing Center, her feet pounding on the ground as she swung open the door, ran to Keefe's cot and...
He was awake.
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All For You (A Sokeefe Fan Fiction)
FantasyKeefe was always there for her to rely on. To cry on. To comfort her. Fitz wasn't. She and Keefe were just friends though... Oh yeah, she wasn't allowed to lie...
