He swiveled his head to find her sleeping soundly with her head on his chest. He watched the rise and fall of breathing for a few seconds.

He stared at he'd head on his body and watched the rise and fall of her breathing as she slept peacefully.

The events of the day before filled his head. He remembered vividly when the arrow struck his chest. And her scream of pain.

Now, he just watched her. He didn't know how long passed.

Distinctively, he remembered the soft sound of weepings and words he'd heard while he was unconscious... He could still remember hearing her voice but he couldn't remember the...