𝑼𝒏𝒅𝒆𝒓𝒏𝒆𝒂𝒕𝒉 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝑨𝒑𝒑𝒍𝒆 𝑻𝒓𝒆𝒆 𝐶ℎ𝑎𝑝𝑡𝑒𝑟 𝑇𝑤𝑜 𝑀𝑜𝑜𝑑𝑏𝑜𝑎𝑟𝑑


She heard him breath in slow but deep. 
“Please, we must start moving.“ There was so much to take care of. Lania wasn’t sure if she could convince him to leave it all behind. She almost felt relief in this, she could strip all the finery away again. The weight was gone, she was on the run again. It had made her so scared before, but now she could feel herself so easily move toward it. Guilt began to grind at the bottom of her stomach. Softly she touched the edge of his papers, “Lemwein do you think, do you think my mother,” her eyes began to swell. She didn’t hear anything from Lemwein and wanted to look at his face. His hand steadied her as it rested on her shoulder. She didn’t look back. “That my mother would be dissap-p-pointed?” The hand tightened on her shoulder. 
"I don’t think so princess.“ His heart broke and his voice was so changed. 
This awoke something deep inside of Lania. Her eyes widened, the tears fell. A small knife glinted in the reflection of the mirror in front of her. She gasped and turned toward him. The knife slide up into her, under her stomach. She watched the eyes of the man she knew her whole life. Finally, she saw the tired lines under his eyes, the coarseness of his cheeks, and she saw his lean shape. Know him for the first time.