𝐓𝐑𝐀𝐏𝐏𝐄𝐃 | 𝙢𝙖𝙩𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙤 𝙧𝙞𝙙𝙙𝙡𝙚 ✔︎

𝐈 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄 𝐘𝐎𝐔

After the group could easily get out of the cave with all their things. Mattheo, Lorenzo, and Atlas dug out the earth when they found a nice and peaceful place.

A small pond was nearby, with trees beginning to bloom.

Theodore sat in front of the pond as he looked in, not moving a bit. Fearyn sat next to Pansy's body, still sobbing, her legs pulled up in front of her chest.

Pansy was wrapped in a blanket that Atlas had brought with him.

Mattheo noticed his wife's condition and sighed as he walked over to her with his dirty hands.

"I told you not to look at her, Fearyn." The Lord said in a low voice as he knelt in front of her to cup her cheeks.

Fearyn trembled as she didn't stop watching and she began to cry again, it was all her fault, the witch thought to herself. If she had found a way out, none of this would have happened.

Mattheo looked at his wife as he pulled her onto his lap and gave her a thousand little kisses on the cheek to kiss away her tears.

The lord bit the inside of his cheek as he thought about how she had screamed. He had always hoped to hear it in a nice and quiet situation.

That she would start talking to him, but unfortunately it wasn't like that. She screamed. So loud and clear that Mattheo still had it in his head.

That scream.

That scream that had completely torn his heart apart.

Fearyn looked with her glassy eyes at Theodore, who was still sitting as before. His elbows were resting on his knees, which he had pulled a little towards his chest, while his gaze was fixed on the water the whole time.

The white-haired girl began to cry again as she looked at Mattheo, she wanted to go to him, everyone had tried to talk to Theodore. But they were all unsuccessful.

Mattheo took a deep breath as he nodded, and Fearyn immediately went on her way.

The witch walked quickly at first, but the closer she got to Nott, the slower she became. She wanted to say his name, but she tapped his shoulder as she sat down next to him.

Theodore's hands were in a fists, he tensed up so hard, he was so lost in his thoughts that he didn't notice the white-haired girl.

Until she took his hand to calm him down.

She was afraid of his reaction, that he would now slap her hand away and shout at her to leave.

But he remained calm, relaxed, and looked with his eyes into Fearyn's red one.

Neither of them had dared to say anything, they just looked at each other until Fearyn put her head on his shoulder and started crying again.

She had lost her first real best friend.

Theodore closed his eyes as he pulled the witch into his arms to comfort her, slowly stroking her tender arm with his hand as he whispered something soothing to her.

When the other three had finished digging, they put Pansy in there. It wasn't deep, but it wasn't high either.

Every single heart broke, even Atlas' heart when he saw her lying there.

"Are you coming?" Lorenzo asked in a broken but loud voice so that Theodore and Fearyn could understand him.

The two looked at each other as they nodded and stood up. The white-haired girl quickly ran to Mattheo who took her in his arms. And Theodore... he stood a little further away.