Start talking

Princess Cecilia watched as the fire Blaize had to make cackled. It was a very cold night, one they would not survive without heat. They had taken shelter somewhere inside the cave and needed the light for more than just heat. They had to know they were in a safe space. All kinds of things crept into the dark.

"Start talking..." Blaize said to Cecilia as she sat beside the fire. He was standing, and his eyes were on her.

"I do not like it when men stand over me. It makes me feel like they own me and that is something that cannot be." She said and Blaize scoffed.

"You have serious issues, do you know that? You are a proud maniac who thinks everything in life should just happen to you the way you want. But guess what? Life isn't that way. There are times when it fucks you up and this moment right now is one of those times." Blaize told her and she just nodded. He was done with princesses.

"Fine. Whatever."

Then she sighed.

"The people that attacked us are called The Buba tribe. They are
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