Both stared.
"..."
"..."
"Of course," Roshan said finally.
He stood. Headed back outside without another word.
Nyx stayed. Watching Faelyn carefully. She looked better. Color returning to her face. Breathing steadier. But the HUNGER. That had been...
Wrong.
He didn't say anything though. Just pulled her close again. Let her rest against him while they waited.
Roshan returned faster this time. Another plate. More meat.
Faelyn ate this one slightly slower. Still with intense focus. But not quite the frantic desperation from before.
She savored it more. Making the same satisfied sounds. But calmer.
When she finished, she leaned back against the furs.
"Thank you."
Her voice thick. Eyes suspiciously wet again. But happy tears this time.
"You're welcome," Roshan said quietly.
He sat down beside them. The three of them forming a triangle on the furs.
Both chiefs exchanged glances.
Something was VERY wrong.
But she seemed better now? Stable?
