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He was never mine

My nails dig into the sheet "Oh, I'm not saying that, Prince. Even if she knows, she wouldn't want to see you broken for her. I know if I were dying, I wouldn't want to see my family members distressed and upset like this. It would only make

me more afraid of the unseen and the unknown. I'd want them…to be strong for me, hold my hand and smile, assuring me that everything's gonna be alright before I ascended to a greater place."

He still does not cry. He stands from his chair and turns to face me, all in his near seven-foot glory. As he comes to stand close to me, his towering body sways and he nearly collapses. His hand reaches out and braces his body against the bedpost, trapping me near him.

"Honey…" he whispers. "Who do I have to lean on?"

I rest my hand on his blazing hot peck and swallow thickly.

"You have me," I say gently. "I'll do all I can to be there for you, Prince Edmund"

He leans down a little, taking my face into his hand. "I need you." That's all he says. His eyes blaz
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