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“Only one of us will make it out of this.” She said
“I know” the other girl responded as the light fades from the first girl's eyes.
“No!” Biana screamed in a shrill voice full of pain and-
“Wow, you guys really get into the game.” Stina remarked. Sophie lifted her head, and went to respond, when Bronte, who was the DM, cut her off before an argument could break out. Though they weren't as hostile with each other as before arguments could still get out of hand.
“Ms. Foster please roll your final save.” Sophie picked up the dice and rolled it. It rolls around and finally settles on a 19.
“NO!” Biana screamed the two immediately back into character, as Stina rolls her eyes, and Dex walks back into the living room with popcorn with Oralie watching from the kitchen. Wylie was doing father son bonding with his dad, so the group had decided to play dungeons and dragons, and roped Bronte into being the DM. Suddenly Zarinna burst through the door, with Noland following a second later.
“We need your help!” Zarina exclaims as best she could out of breath. Oralie stood up straight snapping into business mode as she stepped into the living room.
“We were in the Seat of Eminence planning when the next Peace Summit to fix the treaty with the Trolls and Dwarves was going to be when the Neverseen attacked. They have a signal blocker so all communicators are down, Alina and Darek are seriously injured. Were barley holding them we need your help.”
“Let's go.” Oralie said holding up the leaping crystal that lead to her counselor room in the Seat of Eminence.”
“Let's split up,” Bronte suggests after the leap was finished. “Me, Oralie, Lady Foster, and Lady Vacker will go one way while the rest of you go the other way, hopefully this way we can counter them, and catch them off guard giving us the jump on them.” everyone nodded in agreement. Bronte's group went first, once both groups were in place the signal was given. The next few minutes was a blur of adrenaline and pain for every soul involved. Though the fighting wasn't the devastating part. Noone knows how it happened but they all got caught except for one.
“Here's the thing is I didn't want to kill you all, but you give me no choice, we'll start with the perfect pink princess adored by the people.” He raised his hand but unknown to him Sophie had gotten away and had been working on freeing Bronte and the others. Without thinking she jumped at Fintan attempting to grab the knife but he saw her at the last minute lifting his arm, and slashing...
This gave Bronte enough time to arrest Fintan, while Biana, Stina, and Dex ran over to Sophie.
“C'mon Fos-Bos you can't die on us.” Biana cryed the four councilors stood behind the four teenagers knowing it was to late. Sophie lifted her head muttering
“It'll be okay B.” Then closed her eyes for the last time.
It had been two weeks since Sophie had died and everyone involved was still processing it. Today was the day of her wanderling planting. Oralie was sitting in the field when Bronte joined her on the grassy hill.
“Hey,” he says, Oralie nods in response. He puts his arm around her shoulder “It'll be okay, I promise. It might not happen immediately, but we'll get through this.” Oralie while still looking down at the grass said “It should've been me.” Bronte looks at her with a furrowed eyebrow,
“What do you mean?” Oralie looks up at him while still avoiding his eye's and says,
“The knife was meant for me but he stabbed her instead, she was just a kid that got dragged into an adult war.”
“I know,” he says “and it never should've happened but she wouldn't have wanted us to give up.” Oralie nods, and Bronte stands up holding a hand out that she takes to pull her up. They start walking towards the service.
“We'll get through this.” he says “Together.” Oralie nods and whispers
“Yeah, together.”