RETH
They lay together in the dark of the cave, Elia's head on his shoulder and her breath washing over his skin. She didn't breathe like she was sleeping, but she also didn't speak. He left her to rest and vowed to watch over her, to keep her safe. To know if anything began to go wrong, even before she did.
He couldn't relax.
He was overjoyed that she was back. Terrified of what was yet to come with this unknown pregnancy and… The image of her pulling out of his arms to rush to Gahrye kept running in a loop in his head. Her childlike confusion and frantic emotions.
He shifted uneasily, dropping his head to the side to kiss her crown.
Elia's hand that was resting on him twitched, her fingers digging into his chest for a second. Her nails—long and uncut for weeks—biting into his skin.
