Sleeping & Spies

RETH

All he wanted to do was sleep. To rest and perhaps find Elia in the dream again. The drag on his body and mind, the constant urge to simply walk away and roll into his furs was a moment-by-moment battle.

He had to talk to her. He had to understand for certain what she was facing. Make sure she knew that this was real—could she scent? Would she know if he… he was able to touch her?

Creator's Mane, he wanted to touch her.

He groaned in his chest and Behryn turned to look at him. They were both seated at the dining table in the Royal cave. Reth hadn't wanted to start meeting there—it was harder to concentrate with Elia's scent still hanging around in places—but with the market and outbuildings full of citizens from the more remote areas, and the Royal cave closer to the center of the city, and more easily defended, he couldn't deny it was the best choice.

He just wanted to sleep.