““Damning himself for the weakness, he got up and went to her room. She lay curled into a ball, her sobs wracking her body. She held a pillow to her stomach as she let out all the fear this day had laid at her feet. Nykyrian remained silent as he pulled her against him and offered a comfort he didn’t really understand. He brushed her hair from her wet cheeks, rocking her gently in his arms as he’d seen people do in shows, or mothers with their young.””
