Wounded (2)

Edgar exited the bathroom and wasn't surprised to find Alessandra sitting up on the bed waiting for his return. He went to add more wood to the fireplace to last till morning and then got on the bed so Alessandra could go back to sleep.

"How blessed am I to have someone who can't sleep until I am in bed?" Edgar asked.

"You always had someone who did this. Alfred was awake for a long time and I have a feeling he was still awake until you returned. We can't help but worry. You are not hurt right?" Alessandra asked, inspecting his body when he laid down beside her. 

Edgar enjoyed the feeling of her hands roaming his body to look for any wounds or bruises he might have. He could tell her now that he did not have to fight anyone, but then she would stop willingly touching all over his body.