KARENSA
It had been three days since Èmeric left, and there had been no news from him. I spent almost all day with Plank, who tried to take my mind off the thoughts of my lover. We went on walks and, most times, he taught me how to catch small prey. It was fun, but not as fun as spending my time with Èmeric.
“Rensa!” Plank yelled, running towards me like an excited child. “You need to see this, Rensa!” He yelled out.
I stood up from the bench I was knitting on, dropping the half-done scarf on it. “What's wrong? Did something happen?” I raised a brow at him.
“Yes!” He closed the distance between us, smiling from ear to ear. This was the first time I'd seen him grin so happily. There was a glint in his eyes that I hadn't noticed before. It was as if I were gazing at a new person.
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