Lost Creek Hollow There's a pain in my chest

She told him to stay put while she continued to the nearby water. Atreus was in no shape to argue with her. He merely nodded and very gingerly took a seat, eyes fixed on his older sister to read her expression.

I wouldn’t say it’s what I want to do, he said thoughtfully, it’s what I think is right, though.

Atreus wasn’t sure what he wanted these days. He had been happy enough being part of Brecheliant, even if he’d been spending less time there in an effort to lose some weight. Once Masquerade had maimed him, he’d truly wanted to be put out of his misery.

But looking at Amalia now, he was glad he was here if only so she wouldn’t have to suffer over his loss. His tail tapped on the ground as he bent to lick her cheek before nudging her to go fetch that drink.