Board Thread:Short Stories and Fanfictions/@comment-34411796-20190520040353/@comment-39764027-20190611132339

I have one!

Sophie was on her bed, sobbing, when Keefe walked in.

He saw that she was crying. "What's wrong, Foster?" he asked.

"I-I'm unm-matchable," she managed to say between sobs.

"You've still got Fitz, though." he said, sitting on the bed next to her. "No I don't. He has to protect the family legacy or whatever, after Alvar." She looked a little mad.

Suddenly, Keefe's Imparter lit up, showing his father's face. "Get back home," he said. Then Lord Cassius collapsed. Keefe left, at the same moment Fitz walked in.

"I'm sorry, Sophie. I really am. I decided...." He took a deep breath. "I decided there are so many Vackers to protect the legacy, that one being happy doesn't matter."

He kissed her, and she kissed him back.