Javier lay on the bed helplessly. Drawing breath heavily. When a silhouette appeared in the room. Tiptoed to the bed and knelt beside the king.
He ran his hand through Javier's hair. At his touch, Javier subconsciously moved his head aligning it with the man. He then opened his eyes and slightly parted his lips.
"Sleep," the man whispered to him. The light from the window cast down on the man for a moment giving Javier a chance to glimpse at his face. He found Soren looking down at him. "You've cried a lot. Get some sleep," Soren went to get up.
Javier reached out his hand and clasped him by the nape of his neck. He ran his hand from Soren's nape to his hair while blinking away the sleep in his eyes.
"Where are you going?" he inquired of his dragonling. "Please let me feel you," he appealed to him.
"You need to re..."
