Moonspear Collision Course

"Yes. He is. It will take time for his wounds to mend..." What she did not say, left hanging in the air, was the toll his confidence may have taken. To have been attacked at such a young age, so violently. Elentari was not worried about his physical healing. Moonspear had no shortage of expert healers on their slopes.

Sialuk assured her Argent would be home soon. And even that she had met him, and other men during her time away. The implication brought a smile to her lips, but the light in her eyes wasn't quite as bright. With it, was conflict.

"Argent is a good man. I cannot blame him for being away so long. Fulfilling the bride price takes time." Her gaze slid down, averting to the ground. "I love him just as much as ever, Sialuk. That is unchanged. But now....in the recent weeks, I find I am having feelings for Alaric..."

"He has done so much. Perhaps more..." She dared to say, in a small voice. Her breath quieted, lost to her in that moment.