Before he walks back to the tavern, he goes to the river and cleans himself up. Making sure that he is free of any bloodstains. Then he goes back to meet them still sleeping. He gazes at the three, admiring how fragile. and innocent they look and how grateful he is for having the capacity to be able to protect them. But, were they truly safe from him? They lay so still, except for their haggard breath, you would think that they were lifeless. The mere idea of hurting them sends Mael twirling. He needs to protect them.
Without opening her eyes, Melody whispers in a frosty breath, “Mael?”
“I am right here. Do you need anything?” he quickly asks, walking over to her. Looking thoroughly at her body, as he lifts the blanket, most of her wounds have healed up. That is a relief. Nobody would wo
