(Warning.. Said event has not occured in any rps
It's just me experimenting
I do not own Jackson or Jevan
They are property of LunaHexa)

Coughs came from the blue-haired elf, as she rode into the tree top village. Her only thoughts on reaching her beloved.  If one looked close enough they would notice she was unwell.

The normally fair skinned elf had gone deathly pale. Her lavender grey eyes hid her physical pain. As well as her worry and sadness.

She had gotten the letter.. Her Quisalas was near his end..   And only known to her.. So was she.. But she wanted to be near him. Even if it was selfish. To breath her last in his arms.
Before he too crossed over.

On arrival she almost fell getting off the horse. The poison was spreading through her from the now infected wound to quickly. 

She waved to her son as he was chopping wood while she hurried in.
Piper would be busy going over the books, while Hope was helping in the underdark with a sick Jevan...

She hurries into the room where her Jack lie in bed resting. Setting her things down she carefully climbs onto the bed with him. Sliding under the covers as she cuddles against her now elderly husband.

Even at this age and stage Jackson's arms pull her close to him as she sighs in emotional relief. "How'd you know this is what I would want?" he whispers as her arm wraps around his waist. His face burying against her.

"Because If I knew I was going to die.. I'd want you to hold me too. Even if it's selfish. Or just a little bit." she whispers looking up.

He smiles sleepily, "And I would let you. Even if it's selfish. You always hated being cold." he says..

"Then lets be selfish together..." Myst whispers feeling weaker as Jackson fell asleep. She cuddled into her beloved, her Quisalas, her home.

As they breathed their last together.