Wait-why were they wet? Had he had an accident? Her concern mounted as she saw, by the glimmer of the moonlight, tears making their way down his cheeks. She knelt down beside him, and was alarmed when her friend flinched away and began scooting back from her as much as he could with his legs twisted in his wet bed sheets. The desperation in his voice made Vex’s heart break. “Please don’t–don’t-don’t hurt me, please” “Don’t hurt me,” Percy’s whisper was so breathy that she almost didn’t hear it, The arrow clattered to the ground in her haste to show him that she wasn’t any threat by placing her bow at her feet before gently kicking it away and displaying her unarmed hands. He took a shuddering breath in and squinched his eyes shut, as if Vex was going to shoot him instead of whatever else it was causing his distress. Bow raised and arrow notched, she frantically scanned the room for any intruders, before casting her attention to Percy, who stared up at her with wide glassy eyes. She shot out of bed, slinging her quiver on her back and grabbing her bow as she rushed into the hallway before bursting into Percy’s room. Having slept beside him for months-either on a bedroll near the campfire or having their bedrooms placed side-by-side-she could tell the difference between a post-nightmare shout and something else, but she’d never heard anything like this before. Vex’ahlia woke when she heard a cry from the room next to hers. ← Previous Work Part 2 of Dungeons, dragons, and age regression Stats: Published: Updated: Words: 6,135 Chapters: 4/? Comments: 37 Kudos: 172 Bookmarks: 18 Hits: 2,458
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