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" How about we help each other?" He says and I look up at him, eyes still wet from the tears streaming down my cheeks, heart freshly broken from the public humiliation and betrayal that was Lucas's breakup. I can faintly make out the first droppings of snow floating magically under the light of the street lamps. It's that time of the year, a time for wool coats, a time for relaxing, none of which I'll be doing. "I'm an orphan with a wicked aunt and a boyfriend who left her because she has nothing to her name, how could I possibly help you?" I say another sob escaping my lips. "Marry me" he replies and my eyes widen in anger. Is he mocking me?. I look into the eyes of this stranger and see he's dead serious. "I need a wife, you need a home, marry me and you'll have all you want". I nod.

A Snowy Marriage (A Christmas agreement)

Adrian stands up and walks into the kitchen that we have in our room.

I do not know if he's going to prepare something or if he even has enough ability to prepare anything.

The last time that we had wanted to eat breakfast I was the one who practically made some noodles. Adrian almost burnt the place down but right now, he moves with a sureness in him that tells me he's going to prepare something.

It might not be delicious but I will eat it all the same because he had to put in some effort into preparing it.

'm still lying down and I'm staring at the ceiling. I find this a very delightful activity to be engaged in after just waking up from being unconscious for two days.

I was unconscious for two whole days, that was fourty eight hours!!!, but why didn't it feel like forty eight hours to me, why did it feel like five minutes.

Everything that happened from before is playing in my head and you would expect that for someone who was unconscious for two days, for someone who was unconscious for two freaking days I would not have a very clear recollection of what had happened before.

I should not have a very clear recollection of what transpired during the games but yet I do. I have very clear recollection of everything.

I have a clear recollection of Alice throwing out little pins from all over her body, I have a very clear recollection of Adrian sloshing around with his twin swords as he:s practically killing people left and right

I shudder at this, i shudder unintentionally as direct fear and trepidation courses into me. I would never have imagined to see Adrian in such a state. I'll never have imagined to see any of us in such a state but yet I saw it.

I saw it and it was all because of me. I wonder who would even have it on their mind to be shooting arrows at me, exactly what did I do to anyone here for them to even want to shoot an arrow at me, and not just one arrow, multiple arrows. I wonder exactly how that guy who had his arrow returned through lodged in his throat is doing.

I'm guessing that he's six feet under the ground now and I feel like crying at this.

"Are you okay Aderyn?' Adrian says as he comes to me.

I think he has noticed the change of emotions that is on my face.

"Is Alice okay?" I ask him tears almost coming out of my mouth and he nods his head.

"She's in the kitchen, she's preparing something for you to eat, she will come out soon"

He's saying this and he's already walking into the kitchen to call her out and I smile to myself.

I knew Adrian could not cook squat, he would practically burn the whole place down, and I'm guessing that he'd rather not risk that at this point.

I'm also happy that Alice is okay.

Chapter 167