A/N: Third part of Awake My Soul (I know I said I wouldn’t continue it but oops). This will be the actual last part, unless I change my mind again. A bit fluffy, a bit sad, I don’t really know what this is. Go read and see! And, as always, I very much welcome all and any feedback. :) [ao3]
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One day, the news finally came. You were working in the castle, as usual, and overheard the court receive the letter. Suddenly, you were unable to move, or even breathe - you had to know what had happened in France. Holding your breath, your heart beating loud as a drum, you waited until they said it. Victory. You released your breath in a joyous gasp, your hand flying to your chest, still feeling the frantic beat of your heart. It still hadn’t quite grasped what you head already had: he was alive.
