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Melissa Spatiatis. “I’m here, I have got you.” He says. My arm wraps tightly around his waist, I cling to him with all the strength I have left, my hands latch onto the fabric of his regal tunic as if letting go meant losing the safety he provides. He holds my head against his chest, but I can only hear the steady beat of my own heart. Tears well up in my eyes, a mixture of relief and gratitude spilling over as I hold him tighter, burying my face into his chest. “Your majesty…” I stutter. “No harm will come to you while I am here," he murmurs, his deep voice resonating through me like a soothing balm and his hand gently strokes my hair. ___________ I gasp, waking up from slumber and I realize it’s morning. I look around me, I can hear the sound of horses and men barking just acro