Loss is the side of the loving they never warn you of...that should you lose someone you love, your heart is buried with them.
The moment i woke up, we were already on a ship, selling towards Kirkwall. My wounds were healed, Wesley dead, taken by the Blight sickness. Yet we were alive. 'At what cost? ' The ship was full of refugees, the feeling of despair is all around us. Eveline tried not to cry, she did not want to look weak in front of me, she pull on her mask, the one I know so well. The moment I tried to touch her hand, she flinched just for a moment, yet it hurting more then anything. I wanted to do anything, something to make the hallow look from her eyes. She didn't even look at me when I moved closer and put my arm around her. Those moments were rare between us. She was the stronger one, and I was the accident that happen to our parents. The unwanted one.
Yet Eveline was always there, helping and protecting. All the time. Until Wesley. He was the one who took her away from me. I used to hate him, hate him for making her smile, hated him that he was making her happy, I was jalousie, of the time she spend with him, of the love that was between them. Yet I respected him. Sometimes respect is better then love right?
'Eveline, I...''
'Not now Eve! Not now...''
Eveline snapped at me, and it hurts, I nodded my head, and turned my gaze away from her, looking at Hawke, who was looking down and mourning her brother, her shoulders were shaking, I put my hand on her arm in comfort, witch she was grateful for.
''I...What was he like?'' I asked Hawke softly, rubbing the small of her back up and down in comfort. Hawke smiled, as she turned to look at me.
''He was an hot headed , stubborn and a show off. Always tried to get under my skin...'' She shook her head as she remembered their times together.
I smiled softly, remembering my time at the camp with my friends, at the Kings army, eating by the fire, joking and laughing about the boys. Drinking and dancing.
''I used to have a friend just like that...She was one crazy nag, tried to take on our training teacher all by herself, she tried to show that she the best fighter, before one second with the master and she was eating mug shit!'' We laughed a little at the picture. Hawke smiled softly at me, her smile making me blush and turn my eyes away.
''Thanks.''
'' No problem.''
''Try to get some sleep, we should be there soon.''
''I will. You too.''
Hawke nodded her head and fall silence. I moved back to my sister side, feeling her gaze on me, I turned to look at her, her eyes were full of grief and sorrow.
''I'm sorry.''
''Me too.''
''We okay right?''
''We are.''
I putt my head on her shoulder as she on my head.
''I love you.'' I said gently and softly, I could feel my sister tense, before she relaxed. I know, those words I will not hear back. It was too soon, to much.
'I know.'' She put her hand on my head and stroke it, just like in the past. Those moments were rare. I know that this will not last. She misses this, she miss her friends. But Eveline was here. Here and now. Alive. That more then she could ever ask for.
She closed her eyes, and relaxed her body as the roaking of the boat lured her to sleep.
