No second chances

After making sure that Elaine was asleep, Mystro closed the book in his hand and dropped it lightly on the table. He stared at her one last time before he found the strength to leave, raising himself up, Elaine's hand reached out, grasping his firmly. "Please... don't leave me," Elaine whispered, her voice mild as ever but he could hear every word. He looked down at her with a soft smile, she acted like a child clinging to her older brother and he didn't mind it but somehow, he knew that she was not referring to him. He sat back for a little while until her grip on his hand relaxed,and he was set free. She nestled into the comfort of her pillows, her eyelids drooping as the fatigue claimed her consciousness. He pulled the duvet over her, covering her perfectly making sure that she wouldn't catch a cold. With a gentle touch, Mystro brushed a stray lock of hair away from Elaine's face, his touch as light as a whisper. He whispered softly, "Little one" He tiptoed out of her room and picke