Ablaze

“Alexei! Get up right now!” Risa’s shouting cut through the dark of the night and Alexei’s sleep like a knife through butter.

It felt like he’d only been asleep for a few minutes.

“Risa?” He replied groggily, “What’s the matter?”

“The marketplace… it’s on fire, and the fire’s coming from-” Risa began to explain.

“The Slave Tent,” Alexei cut her off and sat bolt right up, “The slave tent’s on fire, isn’t it.”

It wasn’t a question it was a statement.

It had taken Alexei mere moments to figure out what had happened.

Christopher had gone out on his own to try and take the Slave Tent down by himself. Alexei could feel it deep in his gut, a rising revulsion propelled by fear.

“Look after Neave, I need to go,” He said, getting out of bed and forgetting entirely that he was only wearing his underpants.

Risa averted her gaze, but he couldn’t help but feel a little satisfied at the light blush that suddenly came across her cheeks.

Alexei cast those kinds of thoughts as far as he could fr
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