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A village

DON'S POV

"Here, let me help you," I offered, my voice calm but my hands betraying my anxiety as I fixed her parachute. I joked about her putting it on backward, trying to lighten the mood, but the truth was, I was scared. Terrified, actually.

She glared at me, not sure whether to laugh or cry. "Now's not the time for jokes, Don!"

"Oh, I beg to differ," I replied, securing the last strap. "If we can't laugh in the face of danger, then when can we? Besides, I've always fancied the idea of arriving in style. Parachuting into a crisis sounds just about right."

As I helped her into her parachute, I couldn't help but notice the total difference between the two of us. While Accalia here was struggling not to pass out from sheer terror.

The me? I was collected and was even making jokes at the edge of disaster.

"Remember," I continued, checking the straps on her harness with an efficiency that I was sure did nothing to calm her nerves, "it's just like jumping into a pool. Except the water is
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