Downstairs in the library, Tessie stepped into the quiet room. Changed from her bloody clothes, she felt removed and different from Kyran and Ruby who were still in the throws of last night’s attack. Kyran crouched by the mantle jostling aimlessly at the fire with the poker as Ruby slept soundly on the bed.
"Yer should rest, Kyran. Change your clothes and wash. Eat something at least."
"No. I won't leave her."
"Is she...?" Tessie didn't know how to ask, as she peered down at Ruby's serene and pretty face. Kyran dusted his hands and moved over to her, adjusting her blankets. "She woke earlier. She is strong. If she makes it through the next few days the doctor said she has a fighting chance."
That was some hope at least, and Tessie stepped forward to take her hand as Ruby's eyes stirred
