Camilla's eyes widened as Cydric pressed the simple necklace into her hands. It had belonged to his mother, one of the few things of hers that he had left.

[b]"Cydric... this...,"[/b] she fell silent, unable to complete the sentence in any intelligent fashion. Instead she fastened it around her neck and returned her hands to his. For a long moment she was silent, her stomach slightly giddy and she had to fight the urge to make a joke to break the tension. She thought about the fear she had felt when the Chaos Warrior had been about to plunge his blade into Cydric's back. Slowly she lifted a slender hand to his cheek and met his eyes.

[b]"Thank you. I... I know we haven't had a chance to talk about things since Middenheim."[/b] Her mind flashed back to kissing him when he lay exhausted after the battle with the Grey Seer, filled with relief and joy at the simple fact that he had survived. It was somewhat ironic that she wasn't better off at this given it had been her profession since she was old enough to make it so. She licked her suddenly dry lips.

[b]"Look I ... I care for you," [/b]she confessed in a rush and then cursed herself for her choice of Riekspiel.

[b]"I think maybe I love you,"[/b] she blurted and went on in a rush, [b]"I've never been with someone because I wanted to Cydric, not ever, I'm not really sure how to go about it without making it seem fake..."[/b] She trailed off her face uncharacteristically reddening in embarrassment.

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