"Elena!" Caelir's voice was terribly hoarse. He lunged forward, his trembling fingers touching her cheek. "You're awake? How do you feel? Does it still hurt?"
Elena tried to shake her head but only managed a whisper of breath. She saw Caelir's haggard face, dark stubble on his chin, his eyes still red-rimmed. She'd never seen him look so completely undone.
The next second, warm lips pressed against her forehead, feather-light, carrying both the careful tenderness of something barely contained relief.
Elena heard the system's voice in her mind.
[Target: Caelir Moore Affection +10, Current Affection:90/100.]
She was still too dazed to process the system notification.
Hurried footsteps came from outside the tent.
Ares pushed through the flap and burst in. Seeing Elena w
