Love Conquers All

~ ZARA ~

David lay on the same bed I had been nursed in when I was shot with that arrow. It was so surreal to be back in this room, but our positions reversed.

David lay on the bed covered in nothing but a sheet, his long body filling the length of it. I sat on a chair to the side—the same chair he'd sat in, watching me. I held his hand, and we waited.

Whenever the others weren't close or paying attention, he'd stroke the back of my hand with my thumb and murmur reassurances to me that I was pretty sure were more for him than for me.

"It doesn't matter what they find, Zara. We'll find a way to fight it. Even… even if we have to kill her."

"If she's tied to you, she's got no more control over that, or responsibility for it, than you do, David," I said, though deep down I wanted to just agree with him.

"I won't let her come between us," he muttered.