He attempted to roll off me, but I held on, wrapping my arms and legs around him."Stay. Just for a minute. Please?" You can't even breathe down there.... Can so, or I wouldn't be talking. I just ... I like feeling your weight on me. It feels so safe." Yes, you're safely being crushed to death." His tone was half-joking, half-worried, but he stayed, holding himself above me with what seemed like superhuman effort. When I finally relaxed, he rolled onto his side, pulling me with him to cuddle up. .. nope ... nope ... I’m sure ... Yes you have to come ... Meeting at a place called Olivia’s at nine ... Central, I think ... NO You can’t tell anyone ... ha, ha, so funny ... Us three, I think. Master wasn’t invited ... Knowing him, somewhere close but not too close ... I told you, you will like her, she’s funny and irreverent ... No, not like him. I meant like Really irreverent. Scandalous type ... just come and have fun ... Only if you asked nicely and if you do, you are walking home .... "I'm in the bedroom," I call out, my voice shaking a little, but not to much. He walks in and he looks at me, sitting on the bed, waiting for the news which I already know. There is no cure. I'm going to die in 4 months. I remember a time when we used to be happy, me and John. It was effortless, like breathing. He just had to be in the same room as me, and my whole world would become brighter and better. We had been together for about 2 years before I found out, dating ever since we left. "Pelle nodded. Of course, having a task with the Baron's retinue would mean an easier life for him and Ingeburg. They would eat and drink at the Baron's table, would sleep in the castle or in town, and they would enjoy the safety provided by the Baron's guards. Yet, it would mean the end of his freedom too. The end of fresh spring water, the end of hunting deer. He had to think to weigh the issues but the Baroness wanted an answer."If my Lord and you, Lady, deem me worthy to serve my Lord in.