Chapter Ninety-one

Eleanor lost count of the hours she'd spent laying quietly in Drakken's arms. She could lay there forever if given the chance, but Emma came into the tent and cut their moment short. Eleanor pulled away from Drakken when she joined them.

Their recent argument back there at the stream made Eleanor avoid eye contact with her. She was grateful to Emma for saving her life and at the same time, the words Emma had said to her were too hurtful to just let it slide.

"You're awake." She sounded relieved. Emma dropped the herbs she'd picked up in the woods and moved to hug Eleanor, surprising her.

Was she going to forget their argument so soon? This reaction wasn't what Eleanor expected, especially from someone like her.

"Thanks to you," she murmured back in response, slightly wincing in pain. "Don't hug me too tight. It still hurts."

Emma withdrew from her. "Sorry. I brought Dandelion herbs to help reduce the pain since I don't have much of my medicines or equipment here. We would have to impr