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Chapter 8

It was that night when he finally managed to scream. It was like the weight of thousands of

tons was taken off his heart and he yelled with all his lungs could give.

Alanna jumped out of the armchair she had slept in reaching for her sword to find she hadn´t

worn it the last time.

Since George´s returning two weeks had passed. Now her eyes raced through the room,

searching, and she saw him sitting on the bed, breathing heavily. She went over to him and sat

down beside him.

"George?"

He gasped.

"Alanna."

His voice cracked.

She took his hand, holding her breath as he looked at her. His eyes were full of fear and pain

and it nearly made her heart break.

"George."

She didn´t know quite what to do so she hugged him carefully.

He hestitated for a second, which was probably one of the hardest moments in her whole life,

then returned the hug. Slightly first, then his embarce became stronger until they finally held

each other tight in fear of losing each other again.

When Alanna awoke the next morning, George still laid beside her, his arms tighly wrapped

around her shoulders. Carefully she freed an arm and reached out for stroking his hair out of

his face. He seemed as relaxed as he hadn´t been for weeks.

George kept his eyes closed even though he was already awake. He felt unbelivably easy as

he felt her small hand stroking his face. That horrible scene would still hunt him but tonight

for the first time he hadn´t seen it in his dreams but had slept deep and dreamless.

He decided to lay still for a while, enjoying laying there with his love close to him. Now that

he was back he realised that he had missed her painfully much, although he hadn´t noticed

right then. A cold chill went down his spine as his thoughts were drawn back to what had

happened.

"George?"

He opened his eyes and met her purple ones, looking at him lovefully.

"George? Sorry for asking, but please, would you tell me what happened?"

A shadow fell onto his face as he tried to shove the approaching scenes away, that formed in

his mind and shook his head. She frowned, then bend forwards and pressed her lips onto his

forehead.

"All right." She sighed. "Don´t, okay?"

He smiled at her but his eyes stayed dark.

After they had dressed there was a loud knock at the door.

Eleni had awoken that night, feeling that the baricade that had blocked the mind of her son

from any view was gone. Though it was hard, she fought down the urge of getting up and

went back to sleep, thinking it was now Alanna´s turn to welcome him.

Now she went upstairs and knocked at the door leading to her son´s rooms. When the door

flung open she hugged him fiercely, knowing there was no need of saying anything right now.

A few minutes later they went downstairs for breakfast, George´s arms drapped around the

women he loved but his face absently.

George had lost a lot of weight, one of the many things Alanna worried about. When they

entered the room, Myles too gave him an immense hug, then they sat down and began to eat.

That night he laid awake late. The whole day he had fought that scenes down, that repeated

themselves before his inner eye, pretending he was alright. He had seen the worry in Alanna´s

face and given his best to act as if her worry was unfounded.

But now that he saw her laying there, with that beautiful innocent look upon her face, he

couldn´t hold back anymore. Trying not to wake her up, he stood and went for the balcony,

where he leaned against the parapet as hot tears flooded silently down his cheeks. It had been

long since he had cried last, but now it seemed like an enormous relief. Sighing he stared out

onto the now dark and lonesome river, crying out every bit of fear and pain he had

suppressed the past weeks.  

She awoke and found George gone. Looking around in panic she realised the door to the

balcony was open. Slowly she stood and walked out. He he stood with his back leaning

against the wall and staring out at the river. To her surprise his cheeks seemed to be wet. She

had never seen him cry before and it somehow shocked her. What must they have done to

him?

"George?", she whispered.

He wiped over his eyes with the back of his hand before he turned to face her, forcing a weak

smile.

"Hi lass"

How she had missed that. She loved the way he talked to her.

"George. Are you sure you don´t want to tell me what happened?"

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