A Little Drabble Do Ya: Promise
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section7mfuNapoleon awoke from a nightmare with a start. He looked around the hotel room and saw that Illya was sitting at the table. “Are you alright, Napoleon? You look like you have seen a ghost.”
His head fell back on the pillow. “Bad dream, Partner.” He sat up and stared at the Russian. “Illya, I just want to tell you: I love you like a brother. I can’t imagine my life without you in it. Promise me you won’t die.”
“Boszhe moi, that must have been some nightmare! Tell me about it.”
“I can’t. Promise me!”
“I cannot.”
“I know.”
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