Chapter SixDarrow put his meaty hands on her shoulders, preventing Zya from getting up. “No lass, you aren't going anywhere yet. Not until you are fully recovered from your ordeal, and your man says you have to stay abed for a while after you wake, to recover your strength.”
“He isn't my man,” Zya said absently, though the phrase brought a warm feeling.
“Whatever,” he replied. “You still can't get up, you are too weak.”
“Nonsense, I feel as well rested as ever I have.” Zya tried to reply with a defiant look in her eyes, but failed.
He shrugged. “I have no time to argue with you, girl. So be it, but don't say that I didn't warn you.” He turned, and leaving the door ajar, left the room. Outside, Zya saw a glimpse of Yneris. Darrow passed her with a lingering touch to her arm. “She won't
