Sophie tasted dust and smelled blood when she inhaled. Her eyes reached as far as they could see. Fallen dwarves, gnomes, and even elves.

Her eyes stung with tears as she recalled the events of the past 48 hours. So many people dead, from both sides, so many people she loved, even people she never even got the chance to meet.

The Neverseen had started the attack about two days ago, and they came fast and prepared. The black swan was prepared as well, but not as much as they wished. The Neverseen had so many recruits, it scared Sophie to think about how many people had betrayed her and the elven world.

Currently they were in a break time. They would resume fighting in a few hours.

With these thoughts pulling her into guilt, Sophie headed toward the safe house. She saw Biana first upon entering into the building. They ran to each other, embraced, and cried. Biana and everyone else was suffering after Fitz's death. And it was all Sophie's fault.

He was trying to save her. And he did, but got himself killed in the process. Sophie couldn't bear the guilt anymore. She knew she wasn't supposed to feel guilty, and she tried hard to push the emotions away, but she couldn't help herself. It was impossibly hard to not feel guilty when someone died for you, literally.

When she and Biana broke apart Spohie saw Keefe standing behind Biana, as if wanting to tell Sophie something. Biana looked behind her and gave a halfhearted little giggle while saying, " Fine, Keefe you can have her." And left.

Keefe took Sophie's hand as he led her over to a bench and sat down. "Sophie," He starts. " As you know, we will be fighting again pretty soon. Our time is almost up, and when we start fighting again, I may never see you again or be able to tell you....." He stops and looks up from their entangled hands. " ...Stuff" He finishes while staring into her eyes.

Sophie's heart switches into hummingbird pace as she meets his eyes. " Keefe, I can't imagine what you would have to say that would be this serious." She lies. Of course she knows what he is talking about. She's been wanting to say the same things to him too.

" Ever since you came to the lost cities... Sophie, I...." He cut himself off with a chuckle, but he didn't meet her eyes. " ... I couldn't take my eyes off you. You were just so different, " He said it as if it were a magical word, "So beautiful. Sophie," He laughs, "I liked you. From that moment we met till this moment right now. If anything my feelings have only gotten stronger for you now as time has passed. "

Still holding her hands he inches closer to Sophie so that their knees touch and their faces are so close that she can see little specks in his eyes and little freckles on his nose from being in the sun all day. "Sophie," He says, "If you don't feel the same way that I feel for you. Which I really hope you do." He says really so pleadingfully that she can't help but smile and blush. "Please tell me. Cause I will do anything to make you love me." He finishes with pleading eyes.

At this point Sophie couldn't help but be speechless. She was so surprised by this. She was sure that he had liked Biana. She thought he would go for anyone besides her. Keefe flirts with everyone, She thought, even himself.

With a little sound of... well happiness, giddiness, foolishness....Sophie didn't know and she didn't care. She leaned forward and kissed him. She. Kissed. Keefe. Oh, And Keefe did not disappoint. He smiled against her lips as he wrapped his arms around her and pulled her closer to him. Their lips fit together like two puzzle pieces that completed the puzzle. She put her arms around his neck and kissed him so soft and sweetly.

When they broke apart, they still had their foreheads touching. Sophie laughed, "Does that answer your question Keefe." He broke away his head from hers and looked into her eyes with the most loving gaze. He leaned in and embraced her. Keefe smelled like blood and sweat, But it didn't matter to her.

She buried her face into the crook of his neck and she heard him whisper, "I love you..."