Warrior
Her delicate-boned hands reached out towards him, reaching for his floating form, crimson hair flowing with the waves. She swam past the memories and dove past the druids that haunted his soul. Crossing the icy river to wrap him in her arms, keeping him safe.
She made her promises and kept them. She sheltered him from his nightmares and shielded him from his fears.
Whatever it was, she would run after him. She would die just to see those amethyst eyes looking into hers.
Her Kenshin. Her beloved warrior.
Would he ever know how hard she had fought for him?
