Chapter 62

• I don’t know why he called me that sometimes, but I liked it. Some of the others called me nice names too. I’d never had a nickname before, well not nice ones. With a quick nod, I moved again. “I read things, sad things.” I said quietly, and they were. “Seers minds working, working, see so much.” I stopped and looked down at the surface under my boots. “It’s very difficult, as you understand, to sort it and focus through it…” I took a deep breath, not understanding why this was so hard when it had been easy with Daxx. My heart felt like it was aching. I looked over at him, standing there just watching me, not judging, just watching. “Seers…” I cleared my throat because it felt tighter, “they can’t do it endlessly.” I nodded. “And your kind would know as they live many lives longer than others.” He took one step then stopped and continued to look at me. Was he sensing how the emotions were filling me? “I read of their fate. Many of them, not just one or two.” I told him so he would know, I looked so I would know. “A mind…” I tapped my head with the tips of my fingers. “like mine.” I shook my head, “it’s not made to see forever without pause.” Letting out a too loud shaky breath, I moved quickly in the other direction and then stopped just as suddenly. “After…” I frowned, trying to say it and not feel it, “years and years their minds break. The visions win.” I finished quietly. I heard his boots on the rough surface, but couldn’t turn to look at him. When he would have touched me, I paced away. “I can not…” my eyes blurred with tears, “I can not take your mark and then leave you with a mate that does not speak or move.” I shook my head, angry with the tears and emotions winning when I needed him to know. “That is a burden no one should have to see.” I took a shaky breath, afraid to turn and see the hurt on his face that I would have caused.
• Gentle hands grasped my shoulders and turned me to face him. I looked up through the tears to see pain in his eyes and more tears rolled down my cheeks. “I’m sorry.”
• With his thumb, he brushed a tear off my skin. “Are you certain?” He took a deep, ragged breath. “Of what you read? That a way hasn’t been found?”