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I stopped.
"Apropos," she pointed out, "we hadn't really planned where we were going. We
just decided we were getting out of here. But plans aren't about what you're
running from. They're about what you're running to."
"We're going to Azure. It's all arranged."
She blinked in surprise. "It is?"
"Yes. Booked and everything. All set. Let's go."
"And what's on Azure?"
"It doesn't matter."
"It does. Apropos, I thought you understood..."
"Understood what?"
Sharee sighed heavily. "Port Debras isn't just a place of comings and goings.
It's a place of opportunities. To find possibilities to explore. Rex's quest is
an incredible possibility. He's leading a group to one of the most challengingЧ"
"Sharee, life doesn't have to be about finding challenges. Life is challenge.
And I..."
She stared at me, and I felt her gaze boring through my mind. "You what?" she
asked.
And I want to meet those challenges with you. It's taken me this long to realize
that the reason you make me so crazy, so infuriated, is because I have
incredibly strong feelings for you. Because lately you've been all I think
about, which is incredibly amazing considering that for as far back as I can
remember, I've been all I think about. And even a life of supposed boredom would
be devoutly to be desired, because no life with you could ever be boring. You're
everything I need, everything I could want. I feel as if I'd suffocate without
you, I...
"Sharee!" It was Rex's voice. He looked hopeful, but also slightly impatient.
"The tide will be heading out soon, and we need to be upon it. Are you with us
or no?"
I saw the look in her eyes when she glanced in the direction of this fellow
magic user who apparently was a great factor in her young life and had never
truly been left behind in her growth or imaginings. And in that look I saw, just
for a heartbeat, a spark. A gentle, ineffable spark that I instantly, selfishly,
wanted for myself. And which I knew, without the slightest doubt, would never be
given me.
I realized what a fool I'd been. I was positive that, if I said anything of the
absurdly impassioned spew that was rattling around in my head, I would not only
sound like a complete idiot, but I would lose whatever shred of respect she
might have had for me.
What would have been the point of it? Really? She was still going to go off with
Rex Reggis, I knew that with certainty.
She wanted him. I could tell.
And let's face it: It wasn't all that long ago she'd tried to kill me. And not
much longer than that that she'd pretty much cursed my name whenever she'd heard
it mentioned. There was no reason to think that, sooner or later, she wouldn't
want to kill me again. Why shouldn't she, really? Everyone else in my life tried
to, sooner or later. Really. Truly. No matter whom I encountered, eventually one
or both of two things would happen. Either that person would die, or that person
would try to kill me.
What had I done to deserve this fate? Nothing. Be born. That was pretty much it.