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The King Tiffany Reisz 6710K 2023-09-03

"What do you want?" Kingsley’s eyes fluttered open again He saw Søren waist-deep in the water Søren grabbed Kingsley by the shirt and backed against the edge of the pool

"I want you to live"

"That ain, but Søren shook hi?"

"I hear you" Finally Kingsley had the strength to open his eyes and keep thery and scared, alain, his white collar "Why are you wearing that?"

"I’ht?"

"Not enough of theain, and Søren hauled hie white towel, Kingsley threw up

"Get it all out," Søren said cal h to be sick frosley’s body complied with the order For what felt like eternity, he threw up again and again Søren held his hair back, rubbed his shoulders, offered encouragesley could barely hear over the sound of his orenching sickness

Finally Kingsley stopped He knew better than to ain He shivered and took shallow breaths

"You threw sley asked when the nausea finally passed

"You were screaet you to wake up"

"Bad dreasley pulled away from Søren and sat on the steps that led into the pool He closed his eyes and tried to focus on the water that surrounded hi here would hurt him Not even Søren Not anyht?" Søren asked, standing in front of him He didn’t seem to mind that he was fully dressed in his clerics and soaked to the skin If Kingsley passed out and fell forward, Søren’s chest would break his fall

"Saht"

"Which is?"

"It helpspill would help you sleep Tell h his wet hair, slicking it back He breathed into his hands before looking at Søren with a half smile

"You don’t want to know" He shook his head "You think you do, but you don’t"