"Hey, are you all right?" Cornelia asked as she floated parallel to Caleb in the small magical prison.
He let out a muttered word, obviously not fine.
She reached out and took his hand in hers.
"Want to talk?" she asked gently.
He sighed, holding her hand tighter so that he wouldn't float away.
"Why does this keep happening to me?"
"This?" she asked, indicating to the purple prison.
"No" was his frustrated response, "Why does every time I seem to get my life together, it gets ripped out from under my feet?"
"Caleb," she gave his hand a squeeze, "it's not your fault, none of it is"
"You know," he said, his voice filled with bitterness and his eyes not meeting hers, "it's one thing to find out you're a bastard and another to find out you're the bastard of an evil crone hell-bent on controlling the universe"
"Caleb, even if you find out that you have an evil twin brother and that Phobos is your third cousin, you'll always have us to help you through" She smiled, "You'll always have me"
Caleb managed a smile. Just at that moment, the magic prison disappeared and they both fell to the ground, Cornelia on top of Caleb.
Cornelia pulled back and gently rubbed her nose against his.
"Promise?" he whispered, with a soft smile.
She grinned and kissed him. "Promise"
I've been feeling really fluffy lately. Might have something to do with that new potential boyfriend I found. Hmmm…