Goodnight

Gabriel stared down at his hands in armament. The deafening silence still surrounding him.

His heart beat franticly in his chest as he looked around, his eyes in disbelieving wonder.

The camp had changed significantly in the few moments it had taken Gabriel to… to… Gabriel wasn't exactly sure what he had done.

The clearing seemed to have shriveled up, the grass turned brown in thirst, and the trees looking as if someone had wrung them out like laundry in contorted twisted shapes.

The men of the camp lay all over passed out (or worse) all around the yard.

All life, excusing Jasmine and himself, had been sucked dry.

Gabriel remembered the princess then and looked down at her.

Her hair was covering her face, but he knew that her eyes were wide under the cover of her curls.

"How?" she asked him, looking up, at the boy who only a few moments earlier had been so normal, to her had… had," How did you," she didn't finish her sentence.

There was no need to; it was obvious as to what she was referring.

He shook his head silently, then in a hoarse whisper said," I don't know, I don't-" he trailed off.

The two of them stood like that for a few minutes before a whiny interrupted the eerie silence.

Gabriel went in search of his horse while Jasmine stayed behind.

After some adjustments to the saddle Gabriel gestured for Jasmine to get onto the horse.

She did so, the whole time not saying a word.

And the two rode off into the night.

Gabriel noticed something moved forward in the silence, reaching under his shirt for his necklace he noticed it glowing.

It was warm under his fingers as it glowed a faint green.

That's strange

More than ever he wanted to know about his past, who he was, his old life.

Jasmine sat on the horses back sitting in silence.

She stole furtive glances at Gabriel every so often.

Jasmine felt so conflicted, Gabriel was like her, in that he had a magical power, but on a much vaster scale.

She wasn't sure whether she appreciated this about him, or feared it.

Something else that had been bothering her was the other feelings toward Gabriel.

She looked over at him again and felt something ache in her chest.

He was so cute, with his white blond hair, pulled back into a small messy ponytail, grey eyes and a single hoop in his left ear she hadn't noticed earlier.

She felt an over whelming desire to undo the ponytails knot, and run her fingers through his unruly hair-

She let her mind wonder.

Kissing Gabriel.

Mmhm.

His eyes were currently furrowed as he stared down at his glowing? necklace.

She wondered what Gabriel thought of her.

Where they friends, more, in his mind, or did he dislike her because of her stature.

She sighed inwardly.

Would she ever know?

After another hour or so of silence, Gabriel intervened.

"We need to get ready to sleep for tonight. If we ride poor Brumble to long he'll get to tired to do anything in the morning, and quite frankly I'm pretty tired myself."

"Brumble?" Jasmine asked as she slipped off the horses back.

Gabriel nodded.

"You know those little sticky things that fall off the trees in the gardens?"

Jasmine nodded.

"Well, Aaron calls them brumbles, and Bramble here used to love eating those sticky little things,"

Jasmine couldn't help but smile at that.

Gaberial pulled a single blanket from out of his sack and handed it to Jasmine as he began to lite a fire.

She watched him in awe and was dazzled by the crackling fire he produced only moments later.

He stood, yawned and moved to the far side of the princess.

"Goodnight Jasmine."

"Goodnight,"

Filler, I know, sorry, but I just wanted to take some time to progress the romance, anywho HAPPY NEW YEAR! Isn't sad that I'm here on fanfiction instead of at the party I was supposed to go. *Sighs*

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