Cleansing the soul

Evangeline frowned and pulled back to examine her face. "Why would I hurt you?"

"N-not you! Him!" Aliceabella whimpered, looking younger with tears sliding down her face.

Evangeline pulled her back in for a hug, hoping to calm her down. "He's not here, relax."

"He's always here! He always will be!" Aliceabella whimpered quietly, burrying her head between Evangeline's breasts.

Evangeliine blushed slightly, then hugged her gently. "Who?"

"Damian." Aliceabella whispered, shaking. Her scars suddenly seemed much more visable.

Evangeline scowled and kissed Aliceabella gently. "He won't hurt you. Trust me."

Aliceabella shuddered, "He can, he will..."

Evangeline frowned. "Do you trust me?"

"Yes." Aliceabella whispered.

Evangeline smiled. "Then I won't let him hurt you. Okay?"

"Kay." Aliceabella sniffled.

Evangeline hugged her again, rocking her back and forth slowly.

Aliceabella snuggled into her happily, her head still burried between her breasts.

Evangeline gently laid them down, nearly asleep again despite her displeasure.

Aliceabella kissed Evangeline's breasts gently before dozing off.

Evangeline shivered a little in delight, before slipping in dreams again.

This time, Aliceabella sleapt dreamlessly.

Evangeline was not so lucky, but kept it to herself, except for occasional mumblings of 'thousand master' and 'no..!'

Aliceabella was a heavy sleeper, so she had no idea what was going on with Evangeline.

Evangeline kept a near-perminent frown in her sleep, as if she were glaring at the Thousand Master himself.