Rada Han
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- Posted: Tue, 06 Nov 2012 05:18:25 +0000
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He groaned and tried to retract into his coat. All he wanted to do was sleep for just a few hours more. They hadn’t gotten a proper rest in weeks. The least Sonya could do was make it easy for him. No, she had to push and tug at him, and not even in the right spots. She left faint, red blotches on his face where she pinched him and he tried to shrink away from her prodding fingers to no avail.
“Stop,” He said, wriggling in his place. “Stooooop.” The prince whined until he gave up, forfeiting himself to her hands in the least desirable way he could think of at the moment. With frustration, he propped himself up on his elbow just as Sonya did, and looked at her with drooping eyes. He wore a patronizing grin with a tone of voice to match it.
“You’ve succeeded in waking me. What’s next?” Before she could answer, his gaze drifted to the fluttering tent flap in the distance, and realized that they had been left alone. Somehow, he thought of Cat and how she was supposed to be in the place that Sonya was. Adele’s absence was alarming. He couldn’t help but feel uneasy that his guard wasn’t there. At the same time, he still didn’t feel comfortable speaking to her after the recent events.
Jean-Baptiste quickly scrambled to his feet and stumbled over to the entrance of tent to peer outside. With all of the action – people scurrying about and such – he couldn’t see anybody he recognized. A furred wrist brought itself up to wipe the glaze from his eyes. Out of habit – although he tried not to at first – he scanned the campsite for his once loyal companion.
"Sonya," He said. "Have you seen where... Kora went off to?"
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx《The Trickster Prince》
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