Warren had been sleeping more or less easily tonight. Something about being curled up next to a warm Karla kind of did that to him, after all. But, that said, he was still a light sleeper, and Karla's waking gasp prompted him to open his eyes and sit up, himself.
She clung tightly to him, half-worried that this was the dream and she'd wake up and be back, tied to the people by an accident of birth, pledging them a lifetime of service, wisdom, and courage.
To ask more would be selfish, but nothing less will do...
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"... Karla?"
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"Warren?" she croaked, turning to him, to the familiar. She wrapped her arms around him and clung. "Warren!"
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To ask more would be selfish, but nothing less will do...
"Can I tell you about it?" she whispered.
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