LERRIN
Lerrin didn't answer Reth. He couldn't. His head buzzed with shock. Conflicting emotions roared through him, burning paths that filled some holes in his heart, even as they left gaping wounds behind. He was overjoyed to see her—home was wherever she stood. Her safety was his heart.
And yet she was here, giving soft smiles and seeking reassurance from his enemy—the male that had been his enemy. Suddenly her ability to get messages to Reth over the past two days, his concern for her safety, didn't seem quite so courageous.
He shied from the thought.
"A-are you safe?" he croaked to her.
Suhle rushed forward, tears in her eyes and threw her arms around his neck. "Yes. Oh, thank the Creator, you're safe, Lerrin. You're safe. I'm here…"
He couldn't think. Couldn't speak. But he had to hold her, bury his nose in her hair and fill it with her scent.
