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Run – Chapter 8
Tamsin strode towards Bruce and shoved the scarf in his face. ”I need you to say the memory charm and tell me what you see.”
Bruce hesitated. ”It’s not my place,” he said bowing his head in shame.
”You taught her. Now you say it.” She suspended her arm midair with the scarf at the end of it, forcing it at him. Bo watched them from the center of the bed, trembling, and clutching Kenzi’s stuffed teddy bear.
Bo spoke to the teddy bear, ”Tell her to get out.” Then, turning to Bruce, with wide eyes, she screamed, ”Get her out of here!”
Bruce froze, caught between not wanting to disobey his queen yet not wanting to incur Tamsin’s foul temper either.
Tamsin narrowed her eyes. ”Bruce, quickly. Hurry.”
Something had awakened the Valkyrie’s warrior spirit, Bruce could see this, and he reached for her. He took the fabric she held aloft and uttered the words, directing them upon the flowy material in his hands. He stepped back to allow room for the apparition to appear to him and only him as the speaker of the incantation. Tamsin and Vex could only take in the empty air. They inched back as Bruce began to twitch. A warm smile crept across his lips and his eyes turned watery. He brought a meaty knuckle to his mouth in disbelief. ”It’s her.” When the vision ended he turned towards Bo with such a look of kindliness that it almost made one forget he had the brute strength to crush a man’s life with his bare hands without ever an afterthought. He stepped toward the bed and sat beside her, the springs groaning under his weight. Bruce then slowly handed her the scarf as if it were an offering, holy, peaceful, perhaps the salve for the sickness that had taken over her mind; and in a voice as soft and gentle as a baby’s breath, he leaned in closer, ”My Queen. I will suffer as you suffer, rejoice as you rejoice. My fealty is yours until you release me.” He took her hands and slipped the scarf between her palms. ”The blame is mine for the curse these memories have wrought upon you…so please forgive my boldness, my Queen. Though I am undeserving, I must beg for your favor in granting me one request.”



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