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I just updated but I wanted this chapter to go with the last chapter and I didn't put them together because I felt like it would be too long. It isn't really a chapter kinda a blurb
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Sebastian
He had waited about twenty minutes until Sophia had woken up in the darkness of the night. She had gotten up and taken the cool cloth from his head and rinsed it in a basin by the door. She placed it on his head and kneeled next to him. She had peeled the covers back from him to check his wound on his side. It was hard for him to keep up the charade of sleeping with her fingers on his stomach the way she was going now. He tried to keep his breathing even as she replaced the bandage on his side and smoothed it with a gentleness that people wouldn't think her capable of. She covered him back up and felt his forehead with her hand before kissing his cheek. This was something she had always done when she was a child.
He thought to himself that she hadn't really been a child when she was here before. No child could have caught him off guard the way she had. Now she most certainly wasn't a child. Those men's clothes didn't hide her figure at all. If anything they made it more pronounced. She walked over to her cot and lay back down. He wondered for the second time if her had just imagined her there taking care of him He wondered if he imagined it because that is what he wanted.
Sophia woke up when the first light was coming over the horizon. She couldn't really gage the time when she was sleeping but she figured she was checking on Bash every thirty minutes. She would probably move herself to her own room in the morning because Bash was waking up more and more often and it seemed like her was doing much better than when he first got there. For the days she had been there she had forgotten everything and it was just her and Bash and she had never felt a weight lift like she did then.
Bash wasn't awake for most of it. He ate a little and he awoke and smiled her like somehow he had won. Now that she was thinking about it she supposed that he had. But when she had heard that he had been hurt there had been no room in her head for anger just that she needed to make sure that he was okay. Now he was so she could leave before he woke up and realized how long she had actually been here. With a hope at all he would think it was the fever making him dream. She got up and folded the covers she had slept under. She grabbed the clothes that she had changed out of the day before and walked over to his cot. She leaned over and kissed his cheek like she did when they were young and he gave into what she wanted like he always did. She stood and started walking to the door.
"So you only seem interested in me when I mortally wounded." His voice carried over the silence and she froze. Was he talking in his sleep? She didn't move just be sure. "Well?" He asked her and all of her hopes were crushed.
"I was actually hoping that I was going to be able to here to watch you pass on." She said. It was a little harsh and she could never get away with it with anyone but Bash
"Sorry to disappoint you." He said with a smile to his voice that she could hear even though she was facing away.
"It's okay I guess I will have to wait it out." She said taking another step toward the door.
"Soph, are you seriously going to leave as soon as I wake up?" He asked her and she took another step to the door though it was really hard for her. She was almost there when Bash made a grunting sound that registered as pain. She spun around him and he was trying to get up and his face was contorted in pain. She swiftly walked to him and pushed him back down. But as soon as his back hit the cot he smiled up at her and she frowned and laughed at him. He wasn't in pain at all
"You are despicable." She said and as she turned to leave but he grabbed her hand with his and entwined his fingers with her fingers with her own.
"I may be despicable but you can't count that as my fault." He said to her tugging her closer to him. She stepped closer and he kissed her hand.
"Why is that?" She asked him
"My surrounding s have contributed greatly to my characteristics." He said. He was now kissing every one of her knuckles with his hand still in hers.
"Whatever Nostradamus gave you to sleep must be potent she said laughing as he looked up at her.
"What brought you to that conclusion?" He asked
"You seem to be trying to seduce me with a head injury." She said to him.
"I would never behave thusly with a lady." He said though he looked up at her with his dark eyes and she suspected that is exactly what he was trying to do. The worst part was that she didn't exactly know if it was working. Sophia swallowed hard. "However If I were to try something so brash, would it work?" He asked.
She didn't trust her voice not to break in the middle of her answer so she just shook her head slowly.
"No I supposed it wouldn't." He said to her. "But would you not come sit with me Soph? Could you do that much for a wounded boy." She shook her head at his manipulation but ended up sitting on the cot right next to his. He wouldn't let go of her hand so she moved it closer so she wouldn't have to reach.
"what are you going to do Soph?" He asked her. She knew now that he was under some sort of sedative from Nostradamus but she rather liked being here with him.
"What do you mean?" She asked moving her thumb against his.
"With your life." He said to her loudly "you're not getting any younger Sophia." She laughed at this; a real laugh.
"I suppose I will have to marry." She said to him as he closed his eyes.
"For love?" He asked her.
"No most likely for money or rank. Love will come later I hope." She said to him and his hand went slack in hers.
"You could be with me Soph." He said
"So you could ruin my reputation and throw me aside like one of your harlots?" She asked but it was quiet and it held no real anger.
"You are no Harlot Soph, "He mumbled "certainly not my harlot." He said and slipped into sleep again.
