ELRETH
They were both exhausted. Neither of them had slept enough for days. It was no wonder that when they fell into the furs, just to rest comfortably, they both fell asleep.
But when Elreth blinked awake hours later it took a moment to find her bearings, to figure out what was real, and what was a dream.
And what was a living nightmare.
She was laying on her side, Aaryn next to her, facing her. When she shifted to find a more comfortable spot on the pillow, he stirred and reached for her, his hand sliding over her waist to her back and pulling her closer. But even though he shifted his head on the pillow, his eyes never opened. A minute later he was still breathing evenly, his eyes shadowed in purple smudges that made Elreth want to bite something.
She watched him sleep for a while, his white-blond lashes closed. They looked golden in this light.
