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Chapter 3. The Promise

For the remainder of the week, Weiss' main job was to get Blake accustomed to life in her new home.

She started off by making sure Blake was comfortable in her cat room.

Weiss entered the room that morning to find Blake sitting on the window sill watching the birds. The cat turned her head and mewed softly as soon as Weiss entered, curling her tail a little bit. Weiss took it as an invitation to run her fingers down the cat's back.

"Good morning, Blake. It seems you've slept well. I'm so glad." There was a bit of black fur in the plush cat bed, indicating Blake had used it plenty the night before.

Weiss got to work opening Blake's can of breakfast food and scooping it out into her dish. As the cat ate, Weiss refilled her water bowl, and then got to cleaning the litter box.

She was finished with the morning work in only a few minutes, and after washing her hands, returned to Blake's room. They played together for a while, Weiss giving each toy in the room a trial period to find out which were Blake's favorites.

Once she'd tired Blake out a little bit, the cat meandered over to the girl and laid down on her side. Weiss smiled and gladly pet her there.

"Blake, you're such a good girl! Do you like me? Do you really like me?"

Of course, Blake couldn't reply, or if she could, she didn't know how to. But she never stopped purring, that was for sure, and Weiss took that as enough of an answer.

"I'm so glad. I was worried you wouldn't." She bent down and pressed a small kiss in between Blake's ears. The cat reached out a paw and gently touched Weiss' arm. The girl giggled. "You have such pretty eyes, Blake. They're the prettiest color I've ever seen."

A small knock on the door altered Weiss to it.

"Yes?"

Winter poked her head in briefly.

"It's very nice to know you're getting along with the cat," she observed. "But breakfast is ready."

"Oh, right!" Weiss turned back to give Blake another kiss. "I'll be back soon! I can show you the rest of the house today!"

With that, she stood and left the room with her sister.

In the kitchen, when her father asked about whether or not she'd completed her chores for the cat already, Weiss readily replied that she had, and he seemed satisfied with that. Since tomorrow was Monday, and Weiss would have to go back to school then, she wanted to make sure she savored as much time today with Blake as she could.

She ate quickly, excused herself, then was back in the cat's room within minutes.

First, she worked on picking the cat up.

Blake wasn't used to it at all. Her previous owner had never held her in an affectionate manner, and the only other people who had ever picked her up had put Blake into a crate. Weiss whispered softly to Blake as she tried to soothe her and coaxed her close.

"Don't worry, Blake. I won't hurt you. I promise."

She slipped one of her hands beneath Blake's chin, then looped the other around her side and belly. With a small pull, she stood up, one arm supporting Blake's back paws and the other beneath her front ones.

Blake growled softly and squirmed a little bit, and Weiss could feel claws poking at her skin. But it was more so Blake could hold on and have a comfortable grip, not so she could scratch her. Weiss pulled the cat close to her chest and cradled her softly, making sure she felt secure.

"It's okay. I've got you. Don't worry. Good girl."

Once Blake had calmed down, and Weiss was sure she wouldn't squirm or try to run off, she made her way to the door and nudged it open.

Weiss took the cat to her own bedroom now, where the walls, carpets, curtains, and comforters were all light, pastel colors.

"You can see why Papa wasn't too thrilled about my choosing you, of all the cats," Weiss said, gently lowering Blake to the ground. "He doesn't like the idea of your dark fur getting everywhere. But I promised I'd clean it all up, and I will." She took a step back from Blake, watching as the cat's ears and tail began to twitch. "Go ahead. Have a look around. Take your time." She stood back and watched Blake for a few minutes.

Blake crept around on the floor, sniffing every new object she encountered, a few of which she rubbed herself against. She jumped up onto Weiss' rolling chair in front of her desk and pawed at a few of her pens, then went back to investigating.

Once Blake seemed satisfied with the flooring, Weiss picked her up again and placed her onto the bed.

"See? Isn't it comfy? And it's a lot bigger than your bed."

Weiss laid down on her back to make herself look less intimidating to Blake, wanting her to feel relaxed on the bed.

The cat was cautious on this new surface. She'd never walked on a human bed before.

Slowly, she prowled around from the headboard to the foot of the bed, then went back to where Weiss lie. In the end, she decided to curl up at the girl's side. Weiss chuckled softly and wrapped an arm around the cat.

"Good girl, Blake. There's nothing for you to be afraid of here. I promise."

For a while, she simply lie there on her bed with her new best friend, petting and kissing her repeatedly. She traced her fingertips over the outline of Blake's good ear as well as her chinked one, massaging it again.

Blake purred for her in return, rubbing her nose and cheeks along Weiss' fingertips and waving her tail lazily.

The two of them curled up and napped together for a short while. Once Weiss reopened her eyes and sat up to stretch, Blake did the same.

"All right. Let me show you the hallway." Weiss opened her room's door again and scooped Blake up once more. She brought her back to the cat room, then set her down. "See? Your room and my room are right next door! Once you're familiar with the house, Papa says I can leave the doors open, during the day and at night, as long as we don't have company. Then you can go wherever you want, whenever you want to. You're always welcome in my room, Blake!"

For the remainder of the day, Weiss brought Blake throughout the house. She carried her from room to room at first, just so all the walking wouldn't overwhelm Blake too much. She brought Blake everywhere except her father's room and office, where the doors were almost always closed.

Blake took her time examining her new territory. It was much larger than she'd first thought it would be upon arrival.

And though Weiss couldn't see the tiny winged guests that already resided here, Blake could.

There were fairies in just about every room, playing and cleaning, though Penny of course stayed with Weiss. It was the ginger-haired fairy who would translate some things Weiss was saying for Blake to understand better.

Once Weiss had taken the cat throughout the entire house, she stopped carrying Blake between rooms and left her to her own devices for a while.

During this time, Blake began to get a feeling for where each location in the house was in relation to others. She followed the hallways and peeked into every room as she went.

Each room had a slightly different scent to it, and she tried to memorize the layout based on that.

There were a few rooms that stood out in scent very much. Some of them looked almost exactly the same inside. They were scattered throughout the house, and were relatively small rooms in comparison to the others. Those rooms smelled like fresh water and soap, and the fairies loved playing in the sinks when the humans weren't around.

The room that smelled most strongly, however, was a large one on the first floor. There was a huge table there with many chairs and a lot of other things Blake didn't really recognize. But the air almost always smelled like food.

She watched Weiss poke around that room for a few minutes, and discovered there was food hidden behind the little wooden doors up on the walls, and there was also food in the big white contraption where it was always cold inside. Even though most of that food didn't smell as good as her own, it made that room a memorable one for Blake.

But after a few hours of exploring, Blake decided the room that smelled best was her favorite room:

Weiss'.

She finished her first journey around the house, and ultimately headed back to Weiss' bedroom. Weiss followed her down the hallway, expecting Blake to turn and go into the den. She was both a little surprised and very happy when Blake chose to go into Weiss' own room instead.

"Oh! Do you like it in here? I guess the window's bigger and gives a better view for you, huh?"

Blake hadn't understood her words, but Penny decided to intervene and translate once again.

"Weiss thinks you like this room because of the big window! Is that true, Blake?"

The cat jumped up onto the bed and flicked her tail.

"The window? I hardly noticed it. I like this room because it's hers."

Penny smiled widely and gave a twirl. While Weiss couldn't see or hear her, she wished she could translate that much to her.

But Weiss didn't need a fairy to understand Blake, it seemed. She sat down onto her bed beside the cat and pet her for a few minutes. She also moved the curtains aside from the window, inviting the cat to jump up if she pleased.

So when Blake took one look at the tempting window and looked away in an instant, Weiss began to understand.

"Blake... you like me? Do you really?" She wished Blake could understand her, that she could reply somehow.

Little did she know Blake could understand, with Penny's assistance. But she couldn't reply in Weiss' language.

"Yes. I like her," she told Penny. "I really like her."

The fairy clapped merrily.

"Then you should tell her!"

Blake sighed.

"You know I can't."

"Of course you can! Maybe not in her language, but she understands yours to an extent!"

Blake thought for a moment, but quickly realized there was no thought necessarily involved in this. She simply let herself react naturally.

The purr rose up and rumbled within her chest right away. She strode across the bed and pressed herself up against Weiss' side, patting her tail against the girl's back. Weiss giggled and reached out to hug her softly.

"Oh, Blake. I love you so much! I'm so glad I found you!"

She laid down onto her back, and Blake carefully crawled on top of her to lie on Weiss' stomach. She purred and bumped her nose against Weiss' fingers, her front paws naturally starting to curl and knead.

But her kneading earned a loud, sudden shriek from Weiss. Blake's purr cut off and she bristled, tensing up right away.

"Oh no!" she gasped, horrified. "Did I hurt her? I-I didn't even put my claws out that much-"

She looked to Penny for help. And she was both panicked and confused to find the fairy laughing her wings off.

"No, no, silly! You didn't hurt her at all! She's laughing, Blake!"

Blake hardly knew the meaning of laughter in terms of humans. She'd seen the fairies laugh and giggle together within the past few weeks, the prime example being with Ruby and Yang back at the shelter.

When she took a moment to look Weiss over now, Blake realized she was smiling, her eyes closed as she wiggled on the bed. Blake's stiff tail relaxed, and her drooping ears lifted again.

"Thank goodness..."

Penny continued giggling to herself for a moment, and Blake was more than used to that tinkling sound.

But she wanted to hear Weiss' laugh more.

So she started kneading the girl's stomach again, very gently, barely letting her claws push onto the girl's clothes. Weiss squealed and yelped again, and Blake recognized the sound of her name on the girl's tongue.

"Blake! That tickles!"

She wasn't sure what the second part meant, but from what Penny had told her, she could guess Weiss was laughing more.

So Blake continued to purr and knead Weiss' stomach softly, finding it highly amusing how responsive the girl was.

Weiss, on the other hand, was trying very hard not to thrash too much for fear of accidentally pushing Blake off the bed. She jolted and squirmed and laughed beneath the cat's paws. Weiss had to bring a hand up over her mouth to quiet herself. She could only remember laughing so much at once a few times before, when she was younger and Winter would sneak up next to her on the couch and start tickling her.

Weiss' gleeful voice rose up to fill the room. She lost track of time there with Blake, whom she'd hug and pet in between bouts of laughter.

She was only drawn from her routine when a knock sounded on the door again. Weiss sat up with Blake in her lap.

"Come in," she called out, still smiling.

Winter stepped inside, and her lips instantly took on a smile when she saw the sight before her.

"I'm glad she's getting along quite nicely. And I'm glad you're so happy with her." She entered her younger sister's room and sat down on the bed next to her. Winter reached out to Blake, who sniffed her hand, and allowed her to pet her. Weiss giggled and leaned against her sister.

"Isn't she perfect? She's such a good girl. I think she's already comfortable in the house."

"She was certainly a lucky find," Winter agreed. "You deserve a cat like her. And she deserves a girl like you." Winter pressed a small kiss to her sister's forehead, then patted her back. "Come on. It's almost time for dinner. I'm sure Blake's hungry as well."

"Oh, right!" Weiss slipped off the bed and followed Winter to the door. "Come on, Blake! I'll get your supper!"

Blake followed the two girls out of the bedroom and back into the den, where Weiss scooped out a helping of food into her dish.

As the humans ate in the kitchen, Blake enjoyed her own meal, then curled up in her bed to groom. The door had been closed to keep her in this evening, but she knew that eventually she'd be able to roam the house as she pleased.

For now, however, she simply took pleasure in watching the birds outside the window, and the fairies indoors. She kept her ears perked to listen for sounds of Weiss as well.

The girl came back in to pet Blake for a while. Weiss wanted to spend as much time with Blake as possible tonight, because she'd have to go back to school tomorrow.

So for nearly and hour, she ran a small brush through Blake's fur, stroking her coat until it was smoother and softer than ever. She spoke softly to the cat, telling her everything she could think of.

She talked about school and what her favorite subject was.

She talked about the work she did afterwards to help make some more money to support Blake.

She talked about being excited to be able to leave Blake's door open in just a few more days.

The cat listened contently to the string of strange sounds coming from the human's lips. She still didn't recognize most of those words, but every time Weiss said Blake's name, the cat let out a little purr.

Penny sat on the girl's shoulder as always, kicking her feet idly, giving Blake a brief breakdown of the extensive things Weiss was talking about.

Weiss stayed there on the floor with Blake for as long as she could until Winter advised her to get to bed. Weiss soon left, but not without giving Blake one last kiss on the head.

Blake watched her go, then lowered her head onto her front paws and closed her eyes.

She really liked this bed and room Weiss had gotten for her.

But even so, Blake couldn't help but look forward to the nights when the door was left open so she might sleep beside Weiss instead.


Luckily, the cat didn't need to wait for very much longer for that.

Weiss and Winter were gone most of the next day, as was their father. Weiss had fed Blake and played with her briefly, then kissed her and left the house with Penny on her shoulder.

The fairy had explained to Blake that "school" was something most human children had to do almost every day. Blake was confused by this concept, but she didn't question it.

Of course, she missed Weiss all day long, and the door to the den was still closed. Blake toiled away the hours looking out the window and holding brief conversations with the other fairies that flitted their way in to dust things off.

She pawed at a few of her toys, but nothing was half as exciting to do without Weiss there with her.

So after many hours, when she finally heard noise within the house, Blake hurried over to the door and waited, kneading the carpet in anticipation.

Weiss opened the door not a moment later and called out her name. Mewing, Blake rushed forward and was happy to find herself in the girl's arms. She'd missed the sound of Weiss' voice and the feeling of her gentle touch.

Blake thought that now that Weiss was home, they could play and spend time together again.

But instead, Weiss retreated to her own room again. Penny explained she had "homework" that often took her a few hours to complete.

"What?" Blake growled. "I thought the whole... school place was where she did work! Why does she have to do it here at home, too? She didn't have that yesterday."

"Yesterday was a weekend," Penny explained. "Humans don't have school two days a week."

Blake tilted her head, ears flicking in confusion.

"So they have to go to it for five days, but only get a break for two? That doesn't seem fair..."

"I don't think so either," Penny agreed. "But soon they'll get a longer vacation in the summertime! Then Weiss will be able to stay home a bit more!"

Penny slid herself beneath the door and returned to Weiss' room. Blake snorted, jealous that the fairy got to be with Weiss at just about all times. Even though Weiss couldn't see Penny, Blake still envied the fairy a little.

She realized she was a bit territorial when it came to Weiss, since she was the first human to ever treat her so well. Blake didn't want to miss spending a second with her if she could help it.

So she let out a small cry, which eventually turned into a string of lonely yowls.

Within seconds, Weiss was there, opening the door and crouching down to take Blake into her arms. Blake felt guilty for making her upset, but she just wanted to spend time with her.

Thankfully, Weiss carried Blake into her own bedroom now and let her down onto the bed. After a few minutes of petting and kissing, Weiss left the bed and sat at a large table across the room. Blake knew she was doing homework, and she didn't want to distract her anymore. But she was just happy to be in the same room as her now.

She liked being able to look at Weiss, to hear her talk quietly to herself, and to receive the occasional smile or pat on the head. Blake just liked being around Weiss in general. There was a certain aura around the girl that she really liked. She could tell it was Weiss' own, and had little to do with the fairy on her shoulder.

Blake lounged on Weiss' bed for a time, then jumped up onto the window sill to keep herself entertained. She didn't know how Weiss could just sit in one spot for so long and not fall asleep.

It was a while before the girl finished her work and resorted to playing with Blake once again before suppertime. She brought Blake back to her room and played with her before bedtime, where the door was closed once again.

Two more days passed by like that, until finally, the night came when Weiss left Blake's door open.

The second the cat had finished eating her evening meal, she strolled right out the door and into Weiss' room.

They played there together for a time, on the bed and on the floor. Only when Weiss put the toys back into Blake's room did the cat understand it was time for bed.

Weiss left her room, and Blake followed at her heels down the hallway to one of the small rooms that smelled like water and soap. Blake watched as Weiss put a small, colorful stick into her mouth and jiggled it around, while Penny explained what she was doing was cleaning her teeth.

She did a number of strange things in that room that Blake had never seen her do in the other rooms, such as shed her clothes and put on different pieces. Penny also explained the human ritual of changing before bedtime.

Once Weiss was finished, she picked Blake up and took her back to her bedroom. She left the door ajar so Blake could leave at any time to use the litter box if she needed to.

As Weiss laid herself down onto her bed, Blake's purr started up again. She walked all around the girl, rubbing against her arms and legs and anywhere else she could reach. She mewed softly a few times, which always got a gleeful reaction from Weiss.

Weiss pet her and scratched her plenty, enough to make Blake drowsy, especially when the girl lightly massaged her injured ear again.

When at last Weiss began to grow still, Blake settled herself down at the girl's side. Penny curled up on the edge of Weiss' pillow, a tiny ball of dress and wings.

Weiss mumbled something along with Blake's name, kissed her head, and then closed her eyes.

Blake kept her eyes open for a time as her purr rumbled on, glad she could finally sleep at Weiss' side. She could feel Weiss relaxing, feel the tension draining from her body. Her voice stopped, her breathing slowed, and her body grew still.

Blake finally closed her eyes as well.

Never in all her life had she fallen asleep quite so quickly and happily as she did that night.


This routine continued for many, many weeks to come.

While Weiss was still in school, Blake kept to the usual pattern she'd fallen into, though nowadays, she was allowed to roam the house freely to occupy her time.

She'd laze about when Weiss wasn't home, then play with and follow her when she was.

The days when Weiss didn't have school, the "weekends" as Penny referred to them as, were Blake's favorite days, since she often got to spend more time with Weiss. Though sometimes, Weiss would still leave the house, and come back a few hours later smelling like grass and soil.

Penny explained she'd been working to earn the money to keep supporting Blake.

Blake could tell that sometimes Weiss was exhausted when she came home, but she always tried to play with Blake, regardless.

But the cat was clever, and whenever she sensed Weiss was fatigued, Blake would act tired and disinterested in the games, so Weiss could retire early and get some rest.

Blake didn't ever mind going to bed early with Weiss.

She loved every night regardless, because she always got to curl up at her side.


When the promised "summer vacation" came at long last, Weiss stayed home much more often than usual.

When she wasn't out in the grass and gardens, she was home with Blake.

Of course, sometimes her father or sister would go places with her, but she was never gone for longer than a day.

On one particular day when the entire family was away, Penny opted to stay back and didn't accompany Weiss. Instead, she kept to her previous promise and invited Ruby and Yang over for tea.

The sister fairies were ecstatic to see that Blake was doing so well. They all talked for many hours, exchanging news and playing games together with the other fairies around the house.

Blake was told that since she'd been at the shelter, nearly all of the other cats had gotten adopted and brought to good homes.

She ended up seeing Ruby and Yang several more times over the hotter months of the summer.

In addition to always keeping to Weiss' side as often as possible, Blake never really felt lonely anymore.

It was a very nice feeling, to finally have friends and to be loved unconditionally.

Even Weiss' sister often pet her and took some time to play with her every now and again.

Blake had feared and avoided their father for quite some time, but as the months went on, she began to realize he wasn't anything like her own owner. If Weiss were out working or in the shower, Blake would jump up to curl on the man's lap every now and then whenever he sat down in the living room to read a paper or watch the news.

Blake didn't sense the passing of time as she lived through each day with her new humans. But she realized that the hotter days were fading away now, and the breezes that came in through the window screens were cooling down. The beams of sunlight she enjoyed became scarcer, and the nights became colder.

It was during one of these nights when Blake learned something very important, and very frightening.

Weiss had laid down on her bed for sleep as she'd always done. She was lying on her back, bundled up beneath her blankets. Blake had been kneading the comforters and was getting ready to curl up at the girl's side as always.

But tonight was particularly chilly, and she felt that just curling up next to Weiss wouldn't help her get as warm as possible. Therefore, the cat decided to do something different.

Slowly, she stood up again and placed her front paws on Weiss' stomach. She'd done this before when she'd kneaded and tickled Weiss with her front paws, so Blake assumed she wouldn't mind.

The girl's body dipped beneath her weight as Blake moved, this time until all four of her paws were balanced on Weiss' form. Blake treaded carefully, keeping her claws sheathed, trying to find the warmest place.

Her ear flicked when she heard a small whimper from Weiss. Blake paused and turned herself around, her full weight still pressing down on the girl's chest. Weiss gasped softly and her eyes flew open.

"Ow, ow! I'm sorry Blake, but you're too heavy!"

She reached out and picked the cat up, setting her down beside her once more. The girl let out a long sigh of relief, then crossed her arms over her stomach and chest, breathing deeply.

Blake was shocked by what had just happened. She had heard Weiss make that kind of sound before when she'd tripped or hit herself against something. It was a sound of pain, and Blake was horrified that she'd just been the cause of it.

"Penny!" she hissed. "What just happened?"

The little fairy had woken to see the events unfold. She frowned at Blake and kept her voice low.

"Well... you see, Weiss is still growing. She's only nine years old. And you're a full-grown cat, Blake. You're just a bit heavy to be sitting directly on top of her right now. But in a few years she'll be bigger and stronger, so you can probably do it then!"

Blake listened to the fairy with one ear and Weiss with the other. The girl had grown quiet again, so Blake focused on Penny.

"What does that mean? I've seen spring nine times also. She and I are the same age. How is it that I'm full-grown and she's not? Plus, I'm smaller than her. How could that have happened?"

Penny gave a little shrug, looking and sounding uncomfortable now.

"Well, you see, Blake... Humans and cats have different lifespans. So do fairies. We live for hundreds of years and see hundreds of springtimes. Humans usually only live up to one hundred years. Usually fewer than that."

Blake flinched, and her stomach twisted. She didn't like hearing that Weiss wouldn't live as long as a fairy could.

But the way Penny was avoiding her gaze told Blake there was worse news yet to come.

"Then... if humans only live for one-hundred years... what about cats?"

Penny was silent for a long moment. Her response was thin and dejected.

"From what I've seen, cats that live in good houses like this one can live up to twenty years."

Every blade of fur on Blake's body bristled in that instant. She had already seen spring nine times, and the next spring would be her tenth.

So that meant... she would only get to see it ten more times after that? But Weiss would get to see it many, many, many more times.

It was all very confusing to her, and it made her feel sick. Weiss was still growing, but Blake was fully-grown. They had been alive for the same amount of years, but Blake's life would be over much, much sooner than Weiss' would.

Blake was limp with horror. The room around her got blurry and she slumped down onto the bed.

"So... that means I can stay with Weiss for the rest of my life... but not for the rest of hers?"

Penny met her terrified eyes with sad, subdued ones and nodded.

"And it's the opposite for Weiss and I. I can be with her for all of her life, but she won't be here for all of mine." She sighed and wiped her hand over her face. "We still don't really know what decides these kinds of things. Fairies have tried many times to help humans and animals live longer, but the most we've ever achieved was adding on a few years. I think it will be a long time yet before humans can live as long as we do, and even longer before animals can get there."

The little fairy approached Blake slowly and sat down on her front paw. "But don't think about that, Blake. It will only make you sad. Wouldn't you rather see your ten springtimes together with Weiss being as happy as possible?"

Penny tried to sound optimistic, but the truth she'd just bestowed upon Blake was a heavy one.

The cat lowered her head, ears, and tail as she sunk into the blankets at Weiss' side.

Blake had always known death was an inevitable thing. She'd seen birds and squirrels and mice die before, not from being eaten or hit by cars, but just naturally. Blake knew she wasn't as young and energetic as she'd used to be, and even those years had been robbed from her because of her old owner.

Now, she was bigger than she had been, and she had to admit she couldn't run quite as quickly. She still had plenty of energy to play with Weiss, but now she was fearing the future. She'd want to play less and sleep more, and maybe Weiss would get tired of her. Maybe she'd give her up...

"No!" Blake hissed aloud to herself, startling Penny. "She wouldn't! Weiss won't abandon me when I get older. Will she...?" She cast a scared, imploring look at Penny. The fairy shook her head quickly.

"Never! I've been with her for many years already, and I know what kind of a person she is! Her heart is very kind and pure! She would never do something like that to you or anyone else, Blake."

She reached up and touched Blake's nose gently. "Don't worry so much. You're going to live a good life here with her. You already make her so much happier than she was. I can tell. Her heart is so lively now ever since you came into her life. So please, don't worry, Blake. You'll both have many wonderful times together."

The fairy's touch eased Blake just a little.

"Penny... Can you promise me that?"

Penny shook her head sadly.

"I can't make that promise for you or for Weiss. But maybe you can."

Blake blinked slowly at the fairy. She'd never made a promise before. She'd never felt the need to.

But now that she knew the truth about the years to come, she was determined.

Blake dipped her head to Penny, then cast her gaze upon Weiss' slumbering form.

"I promise... to make her happier than she's ever been. For the rest of my life. Even if I won't live to see the rest of hers."

Penny smiled and took a few steps back.

"That's a beautiful promise, Blake. I know you'll keep it." She waved her hands slowly, and a small puff of dust sprinkled from her fingertips. "Sleep now, Blake. Starting tomorrow, you'll have to make sure you keep that promise to her."

The dust reached Blake, and it lulled her eyes closed. She lowered her head once again and let sleep come to her.

Maybe in the past nine years, she hadn't really had anything to look forward to in life.

But now, with her promise made to Weiss, Blake had everything to live for.


A/N: Now Blake knows she has a very limited amount of time to be with Weiss. How will this affect their bond?

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