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Kirael
Kirael lay quietly and feigned sleep, waiting for Vesper to drift off.
All he wanted to do was fall asleep holding her, but there was something he needed to do first. Once he was absolutely sure that she was out cold, he gently rolled Vesper onto her back. Getting up, he covered her with a blanket before grabbing some clothes.
This is a little too familiar, he thought. This time I’m coming back before she wakes up, though.
Considering what he was about to do, Vesper would no doubt forgive his short absence. His words to her earlier were true, though: he did intent to be present, to give up his obsessive search for penitence.
For Vesper, for himself. This would only be the firming of his resolution. Though the idea had only come to him as he lay in bed with Vesper, inhaling
