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Sophie's POV:
I really tried to be nice to Percy, I never let the smile go off my face, but I was exhausted. From the ride here, from not sleeping, from the pounding headache. Though, I have to say, the pounding headache hurt less then normal. I am about to go to sleep, not caring enough to unpack my bag. I jumped in the bed and sat there. It was night time, 10 pm. They asked if I wanted dinner, but I said "No thank you." I used to have the pink vile to help me sleep, but those were used up after less then a month. After what felt like hours I mangaged to fall asleep.
I woke up in a sweat, my throat hurt and someone was there, shaking me. For a second, no; less then a second I though it was Keefe, but it wasn't. I am not proud of what I did next, but it was natural instinct from training with Sandor. I flipped the intruder over me.
I was now on top of him, my arm on his throat (as if she was going to choke him) I pressed down and he faught back and I actually had to apply more pressure even with my elvin strength! Then I noticed where I was and who he was and... I let go and scrambled back until I reached the end of the bed.
"I am so sorry!" I tell him with my voice, hoarse. "Um... it's okay. I just heard you screaming so I came and..." Percy said.
"I am so sorry!" I repeat. "I don't know what came over me."
"I get nightmares too, don't worry." he said it and I could see it was true, the small bags under his eyes proved it.
"Thank you."
He looks nervous when he whispers "If you want to talk about-"
"No" I interrupted.
I was dreaming of the Neverseen and elves and... things that he could never know, nor understand he is only human after all.
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FanfictionSophie Foster has been banned from the Lost Cities. She decides to go to the forbidden cities waiting for her friends to convince the council that she can come back. She takes up the role as the foster child a year ahead. Skipping from house to hous...
