Chapter 101

Conaan's lips parted as the rain eased up outside, giving way for a bit of the way overdue light of dawn to come through. His eyes watched the mist, his chest slightly heaving.

"Conaan?"

He slowly turned, his eyes taking in Eleanor. "Yes? Have the soldiers returned?"

Eleanor swallowed. "No, I...they have not returned yet. They have not sent a message either."

Conaan's jaw visibly clenched, and he turned away, his heart picking up eben faster. The rain was almost gone now, and his hand smoothened out his hair, his lips sucked in.

"Conaan. Please rest. I assure you, it will be fine. I sent a lot of them and..."

Conaan slowly stood up, then turned to her. "Eleanor."

Her eyes lifted to him, and there was guilt hidden in them, her eyes quite remorseful. "Conaan. I apologize. Truly, but I will make sure..." 

"Come help me wash my hair," he said simply, his eyes holding hers. "My hands feel weak."

Eleanor immediately nodded, and she follo