32. The Last Hope

Henry

After laying in ‘my’ bed with Kemy, and cuddling with her, I could finally calm down and fall asleep to our dreams.

I ran towards her as fast as I could and took her in my arms, pressing her against my chest like a desperate man. I was afraid as never before, afraid and pained for her, for me, for us. She deserved so much more than dreams, than this sleeping curse.

“Henry, is everything okay?” her voice was muffled by my almost-crushing embrace.

“Sorry,” I muttered, loosening my hold on her a little. My gaze was fixed on her worried eyes and I breathed deeply before I told her everything. I couldn’t keep it from Kemy, it was her life and her future and she needed to know it, “Alma said that Ember is almost dying, we only have a few days to wake you up. We can do it, I have an idea. It will work, it must work.” I babbled, without even stopping to breathe.

“Henry,” she sighed deeply and gulped hard.

“I’ve been thinking about it and concluded what must be the solution: mate