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Robert set the sheets of paper down, pushing them around, organising them. There was photograph after photograph of the same woman. Her long blonde hair was straight and her body had curves in all the right places. Her flawless face was mainly hidden behind large sunglasses. Beth recognised the woman immediately.

“That’s Emily,” Beth murmured. “That’s my best friend.”

Robert sighed. “I know.”

“Why exactly do you have pictures of her and all her private documents?”

Robert ran his hand through his hair. “Beth, I’m the leader of a group of assassins. Emily Allen has been found guilty of meddling in confidential affairs.”

“What do you mean?” Beth demanded.

“You don’t know? Beth, Emily isn’t human; she’s a morag.”

“What’s that?”

“A water spirit.”

“You’re lying,” Beth said, narrowing her eyes.

“Why would I lie? Besides, she has an eldritch birth certificate.” He pulled a silvery piece of paper out and placed it in front of her. Beth only glanced at it.

“I won’t let you kill her.”

“Okay then, simple, I’ll refuse the case.”

Robert pulled a pen out of seemingly nowhere and wrote on another piece of paper. It looked somewhat like a contract. Beth didn’t recognise the language he was writing in. He gathered up all the documents and placed them back into the envelope, which disappeared suddenly.

“Gone, refused. We will have to keep an eye on her though.”

“Thank you.”

“Anything for you.”

Beth finished her breakfast in silence. Robert was staring off into the distance.

“What was your nightmare about?” Beth whispered as she set her cutlery down.

“You left. And I couldn’t protect you.”

Beth reached out for Robert’s hands and squeezed.

“I’m never leaving,” she said reassuringly. He didn’t seem particularly convinced. “I promise.”

He smiled.

“Robert... what are we going to do about the future?” she asked, her voice slightly shaky, fearing his answer.

“Whatever you want. If you want to get married, we will; if you want kids, we can; if... if you want me to turn you, I will. Our future is whatever you want it to be.”


“Yes. If you go to... Australia, I’ll go with you.”

Beth couldn’t help her little laugh. He really would do anything for her.

“Beth, I will follow you to the ends of the earth. I love you, and I don’t care who hears it. You want me to do something, I’ll do it. If you want me to bow down and worship you, I will.”

Beth laughed again.

“You’re so cheesy,” she giggled, tears threatening to fall.

Robert grinned. “I don’t care.”

“If this was coming from anyone else but you, I’d just roll my eyes.”

“I know you would.”

“Well, I think this settles it then.”

“Settles what?” he asked.

“I’m not going to school today.”

The End

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