“Wait,” Scarlett gasped, thrusting out a hand to stay Beatrix. She studied his eyes. “You are not all right.” “I am,” he said softly, brushing her hair back. “I am fine, Love.” She pulled back slightly, glancing around at the others and up at Briar before her eyes came back to his. “Come back with me. I need you.” “Of course,” he replied. He stood in a fluid motion, gathering her carefully into his arms. She cradled her arm, and tears leaked from the corners of her eyes. “Put her back to sleep.” “No,” she gasped again. “Not until you are back.” “I am right here, Scarlett.” He stepped through a
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