The Princess of the Knight
Sure enough, I stepped into the room because I feared that she may have hurt herself and there she lay on the floor, face down.
“My Princess, is everything okay?" I looked at her and she wasn't blinking. Barely moving, even. You'd think she was dead.
“My Princess, you need to get up." She didn't act like I was even there so I did what I always did with Ayra.
I got on the floor and sat next to her. Gathering a whole lot of courage, I cleaned my sweaty palms on my pants and then placed my palm on her back.
With that, I began tapping and stroking her hair. She raised her head up and looked straight at me. There were tears in her eyes and she looked so fragile and broken and everything in me wan
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