“What’s the problem?” Amelio asked as he stepped out from behind the tree.
I finished shimmying into the loose black t dress my father packed me and plonked myself on the floor. My legs needed the break.
“I can't run if I don't eat. I'm spent. I need food and water, and sapphire needs to eat.” I hate that I am complaining; I always trained hard and could usually stand much more physical activity than this. But my bodies been through a lot lately, and when you need to rest, you need to rest.
Amelio chewed the inside of his cheek nervously for a moment.
“Okay, I understand but not here,” his eyes scanned the woods for danger. I don't think anyone was chasing us; Declan would have caught up by now if he were; what's he so worried about? As if sensing my doubt, he exhales heavily.
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