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31 June 1002
IMIRA'S POV
"When do we leave?" I asked with a cool facade.
"You're not serious, are you?" He asked me with a mix of surprise, worry and arrogance.
"Of course I am. Why shouldn't I?" I said, ignoring his tone and walking past him to look out the window.
"Are we going to pretend last week didn't happen?" He asked dead serious. I could feel his stare on my back.
"What? Don't you want me there?" I asked insecurely. My biggest fear. No, it's not dying, been there, done that, not really worth being afraid of, no it's not being poor, it's losing his love. Especially now, I can't... I can't lose him now.
"I don't," he replied bluntly, leaving me stunned for a second. "You should stay here. Get some rest, get better,"
"But-"
"You are not going anywhere," he said with that annoying laugh he uses when he's being condescending. I just hate it when he does that, it drives me mad! Great, now besides scared and upset I am mad. Perfect.
"Says who?" I asked with a scoff turning to look at him.
"Says I," he replied, head high, arms crossed, defensive stance.
"You don't give me orders," I replied, mimicking his arrogant tone, trying to get under his skin.
"I do if you wish to be part of my army and fight in my battles," he said in an authoritative tone.
"Yeah? Well, you can't stop me from getting on my own ship and join in the fight!" I shouted at him challengingly. Aha! Let's see what you'll do about that!
"The hell I can! And the hell I will!" He shouted back. "You are not leaving this castle," he said in a much calmer yet authoritatively manner.
"Or what?!?" I shouted at him. "How are you gonna stop me? Are you gonna lock me in here?" I asked. I wasn't sure why but I wanted to provoke him.
"Only if I have to," he replied challengingly.
"You wouldn't dare!" I said, getting up in his face.
"Do you really wish to find out?" he replied, looking down at me.
"My brother would kill you for doing such a thing," I replied calmly staring p at him. Our faces were so close to each other I could hear him breathe.
"Your brother would agree with me," he replied.
"No, he wouldn't! He'd let me do whatever I want!" Ugh! He's so infuriating. Why can't he just see that and agree?!?
"Yes, well I'm not your brother!" He shouted back. He sighed heavily to compose himself, "Can't you see I'm trying to protect you?" He said shaking his hand at me.
