I can’t help but grin back at her.
“Somehow…” I reply quietly. “Although the last thing I remember was falling, stabbed in the stomach…”
I’m coming more to awareness. Everything is falling into place.
“And lightning! What happened? What happened to Dralis? And the army at the foot of the keep?”
I scan my eyes around, looking at everyone’s faces. But no one looks pained or in fear. Bruamin clears his throat, drawing my attention.
“Bruamin?”
“I’m sure your queen can explain everything in perfectly sufficient detail,” he says reassuringly. “But as for now, rest assured that the battle is won for now.”
Oh, thank the gods. I know when Bruamin doesn’t mince words about such things.
“That’s a relief,” I reply.
I look back down to Ebelor. Her petite, pixie-like face smiles at me. Soft rose pink lips…
A hooded, relaxed, desirous gaze looking at me. So beautiful…
And… she saved my life… somehow.
I want to ask her what’s going on—and… perhaps…
“Leave us,” I order them. “We need to talk.”
Ebelor glares at me.
That’s right. She hates it when I order them like that…
“If you please,” I add.
They all start walking out, Bruamin bringing up the rear. He closes the door, and it’s Ebelor and I. But she turns over and rubs her stomach with the lightest groan.
“Are you okay?” I ask worriedly.
“Yes…” she murmurs. “I used our bond to transfer a portion of your injury to me. I’ll be all right.”
I stare at her. She’s done evenmorefor me than I thought…
“You… did that for me?” I ask.
Ebelor shrugs.
“Why?” I press. “Why would you do that for me?”
She doesn’t say anything for a moment. She looks around the room with her beautiful green eyes before she sucks in a small breath and looks back at me.
“I-I care about you,” she says quietly.
Why?I want to press more, but… I don’t want to know the answer. Instead, I just gently wrap my arms around her and bring her into my chest. She sighs and relaxes into me as well.
After a few seconds, I murmur:
“And I remember Dralis was struck by lightning after our fight. You saved me.”
Ebelor laughs gently.