Drathis woke to find his head in Sinira’s lap, as she stroked his forehead with a cloth, leaning over him. It was early morning and the sun had hardly lifted, not that they would see much of it today through the thick clouds rolling above. He felt a cold chill run through him that had nothing to do with the chilled winter’s morning.
“Are you ok?” Sinira asked softly wiping at his face again. Slightly confused Drathis slowly sat up, they had fallen asleep in each other’s arms near the fire, yet looking down at himself now; his shirt was drenched with sweat and dirt as if he had been in a fight.
“I feel fine, what happened?” He asked raising to his feet slowly feeling a stiffness run through him that hadn’t been there for a long time, he had almost forgotten what it had felt like to have p
