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Isabella pulled Sorosillian closer to her body and kissed him sweetly on his cheek, "You are the strongest person I know." She said softly, no more than a whisper. It was true. He had been through so much in his life and, to have made it this far, it was a miracle.

She leaned back onto the blankets and pulled them around their bodies, pressed up tightly against Sorosillian. Instantly their combined body heat warmed the blankets and she began to feel drowsy, warm and feeling safe in Sorosillian's arms, "Goodnight, my love." She said sleepily, eyelids heavy as she snuggled closer to him and soon fell asleep.

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Jacob frowned and took a moment to think before responding, "Well enough to know his habits and where he will be, but not more than that. He isn't the sharing type, if you hadn't noticed." He replied, throwing one of the remaining blankets over his legs as his eyes drifted to the carriage where Sorosillian and Isabella lay bundled in blankets and love. He felt his stomach turn and heart clench painfully before he turned back to Imail, "Why?"