Tino woke feeling strong arms wrapped around him. The Finn gasped inward as he turned his head to see Berwald. He quickly turned his head away, closing his eyes tightly and held his breath so not to scream. Instead he tried to gather his thoughts on what had happened that night. He wasn't sore…no in fact he was almost content with just lying there with the Swede…No! He couldn't do that!
The gypsy's thoughts were interrupted as Berwald shifted, obviously waking, "M'rn'n'…"
Tino flinched, 'Ohyaaah! H-How did he know? He only just woke. There is no way he felt me turn my head.' The Finn thought, "M-Morning," He held his breath again and didn't dare move.
The gypsy felt himself be released as the knight sat up sighing, "I w'll leave ya be…" With that the Swede stood, put on his shoes and left.
Tino sat up and watched as Berwald left.
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The whole day Tino couldn't stop thinking of how weird that knight was. He kept zoning out enough that he even stepped on his mother's foot. As night fell Tino made his way back to his wagon. He hoped that no one came and requested his "services". As he laid on his bed he heard a blood churning scream and the blaze of fire.
He was up faster than a blink and dashed out of his wagon. What he saw made tears fall from his cheeks. Most of the wagons were a blaze and his family was being murdered by men. When he heard a scream from his mother he dashed to her wagon.
The Finn nearly threw up. There was a burned body of his mother, the finger that had, had her wedding ring was missing. He backed away, more tears streamed down his cheeks.
He turned and saw his grandmother laying on the ground, she seemed up injured. He ran to her, "Grandmama?!"
"Tino…Run…Get to safety…" Her raspy voice was barely heard.
The younger gypsy shook his head, "Not without you!" He gently grabbed his grandmother's wrist and wrapped her arm around his shoulders. He only got a few feet when the men had spotted them and surrounded them, "Where do you think you 2 are going?" He had a strong British accent.
Tino felt his knees go weak, the smoke must have been getting to him. He allowed himself to fall to them, holding his grandmother close. He closed his eyes tight ready for death. But it never came. Instead there was some screaming and the next thing Tino knew a large, calloused hand was placed on his shoulder, "Ya 'lr'ght?"
Tino opened his eyes and looked up. His eyes widened and the Finn gasped at the sight of Berwald…
A/N
I feel bad for Tino…At least he has his grandma. I already have her character planned out. She is awesome, I love her x3