“The 2 of you’ll most likely get going quickly, proper?”
“Sure, sadly,” Kazrith solutions.
“Earlier than you go, let me repair you each a meal. It’s the least I can do.”
I have a look at Kazrith.
“I’d like to remain for that in the event you don’t thoughts.”
“After all not,” he says. “It’ll provide you with an opportunity to say your goodbyes.”
I assist my father prepare dinner one final time. Throughout the entire meal, not as soon as do I believe I may not get to do that once more for a very long time.
It’s solely when the meal concludes that it begins to hit me.
“Thanks for the meals, Thomas. It was scrumptious,” Kazrith says.
“Don’t point out it. Hanna, are you alright?”
“I simply… I don’t know after I’m going to see you once more.”
Kazrith lays a reassuring hand on the small of my again as my father nods.
“Me neither, however I need you to go along with Kazrith. It’s what your coronary heart is telling you to do, isn’t it?”
I have a look at my lover, assembly his gaze.
“I can inform from the way in which you two marvel at each other,” my father quips. “You each ought to exit into the world and seize that happiness you’ve discovered.”
“Your father’s proper,” Kazrith agrees. “Are you prepared to do that, Hanna?”
I nod, surer about this than anything in my life.
“Yeah,” I reply. “It’s time I begin making my very own needs a precedence, and that begins by embarking on my subsequent journey with you.”
I pack a bag with my most treasured belongings. The sight of my now empty childhood bed room is heart-wrenching, however I do know the time has come for me to maneuver on.
I have a look at Kazrith standing on the door as he talks to my father. I consider the irony, how I educated so lengthy for a pair of wings, solely to carry a literal demon residence.
I method, my chin held excessive as I ignore the sensation of nervousness in my abdomen.
“Able to go?” my father asks.
“Yeah.”
“I need you to take this.” From his pocket, he pulls out a necklace, silver in coloration. “It belonged to your mom. I need you to have it.”
“Father?”
“Flip round,” he says.
I don’t suppose I can cry anymore, however the subsequent onslaught of tears pours down my face as my father fastens the necklace round me. Kazrith beams down proudly.
I flip round and embrace my father, most likely for the final time in a very long time.
“Will you be alright?” I ask.
“After all, I’ll. Don’t fear your fairly little head about me.”
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