19. Chapter 19
‘Are you going to have some rest?’ I ask Bronwyn as we put all our things away.
‘I’ll have to; I’m nearly asleep on my feet. Better feed the horses first, though’.
Here is something I can do for her, and I turn to her, smiling, ‘I will do that for you, Bronwyn, and you can sleep. Last night I forgot that mortals need more sleep than elves, I should not have kept you awake all night’.
‘That’s very kind of you, Maglor’, she says smiling back at me.
‘I will make us both a cup of tea, first’, I say to her.
‘Oh thanks, I do need it’, she answers, ‘see, I told you that you’re a nice guy’.
‘Why are you so nice to me?’ I ask, as I make the tea.
She smiles at me from the table, where she has seated herself, ‘Why are you so hard on yourself?’
‘You know why’, I say as I too sit at the table.
Wearily, she shakes her head, ‘Thanks for the tea’; she says as she takes my right hand in hers again. ‘How’s the pain? Back again?’
‘Yes it is, but not as badly’.
‘I wonder why that is’, she says, looking curiously at the scar in my hand.
‘The pain has lessened considerably since our telepathic contact; your mind seems to be as soothing as your touch’, I say watching her carefully to see how she reacts to this.
She looks up wonderingly from my hand, her green eyes on mine, ‘I wish I understood this soul bond works properly’, she says, her hand still holding mine.
‘I understand how it works between two elves, but a soul bond should not exist between you and I. It is there, it is real, and even now I can sense something of your thoughts and emotions’, I answer her.
‘Well, I’m too tired to think much about anything now’, she said yawning as she stood. ‘Afraid I’ll have to go to bed’.
She stumbles as she walks from the kitchen, and I offer her my arm to support her. ‘Thanks’, she says, ‘I’ve no idea why I’m this tired!’
‘I do, it is because you gave me so much of your emotional strength last night when I badly needed it, a very kind and generous act’, I say to her as I help her from the room.
‘Oh’, she says, and giggles.
Bronwyn is far more tired than even she realises, she is leaning on me as we walk to her bedroom. The least I can do for her is make sure she gets some badly needed sleep. She really is totally exhausted, and is finding it hard to walk. Once in her bedroom, I realise poor Bronwyn really is nearly asleep, so I tuck her into her bed, and on an impulse I do not understand, I kiss her cheek softly before leaving her to her rest.
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