Auctioned To The Rogue King
Quickly, I ran to it, and broke it with my knee, taking the sharp edge, and pointing it at him.
“I'm Darius. It's me, Hazel.” He said, softly, approaching me.
My brain worked quickly. He was pretending. Maybe… what if I played his game too?
I lowered the branch slowly, but didn't let go of it.
“Darius?” I asked.
“Yeah. He's… he's a doppelganger. How did you get here?”
I looked at his belly, which was perfectly unhurt.
Obviously I'd seen Darius hurt and dying in reality, and ran to him without thinking, but telling him that would only make him aware that I was pretending.
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