Chapter 100

Danyal nods his head slowly, but when I move to pull away he holds on strong, his fingers intertwining even more with mine. He breaths in deeply and when he exhales, his warm breath fans across my face and the hair that frames my face waivers slightly. "I have always trusted you, it's just hard for me to trust others." Our hands somehow find a way to become even closer, filling any space possible between them. "I know, but everything is going to be okay. I know that it will be, the blade won't hurt me." "How do you know? Your parents' stone hurt you, and this is an actual weapon. It just appeared to you, what if it's a trick?" His eyes move to the blade. "What if it's Danté? We don't know him, we don't know what he's capable of." My hand reaches out and cups his face, I bring it towards mine and press my forehead against his. I feel the tension in his shoulders leave when my fingers travel through his hair. "That's a risk