I thought I was going to lose him- to have him taken brutally by wounds would not have been a thing to have easily suffered through. I have dedicated myself to men before but it is not the same. There is a stronger bond- stronger… hold that keeps me entangled.. in love. I thought I had loved before, but the emotion within me now is strong in comparison. Perhaps because it was allowed to grow on its own, unexpected and unbidden by some girlish desire. At least he is going to survive his injuries and he’s not lost anything.. Amazingly of all to me is that Silrie allowed me to help with his wounds, even if it was just binding them.. which I did a horrible job at but it makes one feel useful none the less.
I cannot wait for this White Flame business to be over.. so much bloodshed.