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“What do you mean I’m not going with you?”

The words hit like a blow, and Kassandra was left reeling, her expression a mix of confusion and frustration. He couldn’t just leave her here; it was suicide. How many times would she be left to pick up the pieces? Did he still not have faith in her? 

Inhaling deeply, Kassandra attempted to calm herself before she spoke, “Brasidas…I thought we were in agreement about this. I can’t let you go alone.” 

I don’t want to starters (still accepting)

“And I won’t let you!” 

Though her words seemed assured, there was nothing about Kassandra in that moment that suggested confidence. Her hands shook desperately as she pressed them against his wound, an angry red gash that seemed to grow beneath her hands, blood seeping between her fingers. No matter how she tried to hide her panic, it still broke through. 

You can’t die. Not now. Please, Gods… 

“Look at me. Look at me.” A bloodied hand reached for Brasidas’s face. “You will not die here, I promise you.” 

SEND ME ❤ AND I WILL BOLD ALL THAT APPLIES TO YOUR MUSE | ACCEPTING

HEARTBREAK SENTENCE STARTERS | ACCEPTING

No no no no. This couldn’t be happening. She had to think, and quickly. She just couldn’t lose Brasidas. He had understood her when no one else had, and since they had come to spend more time together, she had truly started to think they could have a FUTURE together. Actually, she wanted a future with him more than anything else. She knew it. She only wished she wasn’t that weak when he wasn’t around. She should have refused Kyra’s invitation to spend a few weeks at the Silver Islands, to make sure she didn’t see him anymore. 

SEND ‘💋’ FOR MY MUSES REACTION TO YOURS KISSING THEM ON THE LIPS | ACCEPTING

It took the Misthios a few moments to understand that it was truly happening. When she had met Brasidas, she was totally against the idea of falling in love - the events of the Silver Islands were still too recent in her mind, and too painful, too. But through the months and the years, her feelings of admiration and friendship had grown into something MORE. She had refused to talk to him about them though, because she didn’t want to ruin their relationship, and was convinced he was way out of her league. But now, he was kissing her, and after a few moments, she raised a hand to stroke his cheek and deeply kissed him back. Maybe it had taken the end of the Cult and the beginning of her new life in Sparta to let such a thing happen.