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They all entered and Ben raised his hand. A blue light emanated from his palm, illuminating the cave.
As he moved, she shifted, slipping down and her head resting on his lap.
It wouldn’t take long for her to drift off next to him, her yellow cloak sliding down her shoulders.
He was frowning too, and they approached an enormous ornate archway in the side of the mountain, at least 40 feet high. Darkness beckoned them...
Her eyes were closed, but she laughed a little at that, turning her face towards him. “That’s only because you were some for 200 years,” she...
He looked down at her, seeming grateful, and they left the clearing behind, walking forward. The flashes in Ben’s eyes started appearing more...
She was quiet for a long moment before talking. “Thank you for taking care of me,” she said quietly, her eyes closed. “I know it’s be easier if...
Puck scoffed and Ben fell silent, looking troubled. “I don’t trust this,” Puck said. “Stay close, Cal.”
She looked up at him with a small smile before settling back, leaning her head against his arm. “Yeah. That’s better.”
Puck squinted at Ben. “How’d you know that?” Ben opened his mouth to reply before faltering, his brow furrowing. “I... I don’t know.”
“Yeah,” she agreed, “but I hugged you that one time and you didn’t like it. And you don’t do touch the way elves do touch.” She shrugged, laughing...
She looked up at him, frowning a little as she tilted her head. “Since when?”
“I’m not sure,” Puck said before Ben spoke up. “It has a small passage, but it’s actually quite big. It’s the darkness you need to be careful about.”
She laughed a little, sounding tired. “Maybe,” she murmured before sitting up suddenly. “Oh, sorry. You don’t like touch.”
“The Pass? It goes underneath the mountain that separates the forest from the capitol.”
She closed her eyes and a small sigh escaped her, and he would be reminded of her struggled breaths the night before, soft and warm against his...
They had walked for a long time through the woods. Finally, they stopped in a clearing and Puck turned to them. “Okay. We’re about to go through...
She was still frowning, but she rested her temple against his upper arm. “Thank you for saving me,” she said quietly, her voice soft. “I know...
His frown returned when he looked away from her. (Zoop?)
She faltered a little with this, watching him nervously. “I don’t remember that,” she allowed, but tentatively took his arm, looking up at him....
