~ HARTH ~
When the bond went silent Harth had to deny the part of herself that wanted to fall into fear. She'd always been alone in her heart until this new life appeared. She'd never feared that specifically before. It was silly to allow herself to do so now.
But that sinking dread she'd felt in the moment when Tarkyn had disappeared from her head and stopped responding didn't want to leave her alone. It weighed on her chest and made breathing more difficult.
"This is stupid!" she muttered at herself. She'd been outside in the valley collecting wood and bathing, most of her focus going to Tarkyn and their tests. But now she returned to the cave—marveling that being in the enclosed space somehow felt more safe… but it was because it smelled of him.
She'd sweep and tidy and make the place immaculate—though it almost was already. Then when he returned he wouldn't be distracted by the need for tasks.
