Awakening to the bitter cold seeping through my makeshift blanket. Shivering like crazy with chattering teeth I look around the den for Giddian. His face is pointing towards my direction and a stray curl is gently resting on his nose. Almost like a cartoon every time he exhales the black piece of hair ever so slightly raises from his head, and falls back to place to repeat once more.
Trying to stifle a bubbly laugh, I start to stand. My legs stiff from the cold I try not to trip while walking towards him. Sticking my cold numb finger in his direction I poke the first thing I see which so happens to be his cheek.
"Giddian! Giddian!" I whisper.
"Muh" He lazily groans.
"I'm cold" I whine.
"Wanna cuddle?" He says like a child.
Not answereing I sit down beside him, Reaching for the cape that had been drapped just above his waist. Before I can clasp the smooth material to make myself some room, He already pulled it up to his neck and says
"To bad" while turning to the wall.
Crossing my arms and letting out a little huff I walk back to my makeshift bed on the ground. Dropping to my knees a push the sack to Giddians side of the den to make more room for myself. Taking the cape from the floor. I shimmy down into a laying position. Pulling my own piece of the once beautiful cape over my head I settle down to try and sleep.
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RomanceA murder. A mourning kingdom. A funeral. A coronation. A fire. A family torn from its seems. A deceiving brother. A common villain. A sick child. An island. A rescue? A prison. A jailmate. A game. Three Bullets. A letter. A Promise. Was my life a li...
