Chapter 98: Angel

She held onto Master tightly. After repeated nightmares that ended in his death, she had trouble believing he was real. He usually disliked touch, but when she tried to take her hand away, he grumbled low in his chest and didn't settle until her hand covered his heart again.

"I love you. Don't leave me again," she repeated the few times his eyes opened.

Mostly she watched him sleep.

The bed dipped and Sir moved in with his chest against her back. He kissed her shoulder and neck while threading his fingers through her hair. "I'm sorry, Angel."

She didn't take her eyes from Master. "This is truly real?" Even she could hear the doubt in her voice.

"This," he pressed in closer and kissed her tear-streaked skin, "Is incredibly real."

Angel feathered her hand across Master's skin. It seemed slightly cooler than earlier, but she wasn't letting go.

"How?" she asked without turning.

Sir's breath was warm against the curve of her shoulder. "I don't know the full story but he came to the