Chapter 48: Closing the Eye

*Belasarius*

“Throw. Me.” I repeated for him.

And once more he repeated. “WHAT?!” with enough force to make his cracked ribs flare up, causing him to curl up in pain.

I grabbed the knife my father stabbed me with off the ground and forced myself to sit up. “He needs me to die for the ritual to work. Well… maybe it works the other way around.”

Gravestone as well forced himself to eye level with me. “Even barring how little sense that makes, you realize if I miss--”

“Then we die as surely as we will if we do nothing!” I gazed into his eyes. Those liquid blue eyes that so enchanted me the day we met.

God, I always loved him. And I always will.