Aisling POV
Immediately, Valen was at Aisling's side. "Can you walk?"
"I can try."
He shoved a hand through his hair, laced his fingers through hers, and pulled her towards the way he'd come.
Out of the corner of her eye, Aisling saw a beam coming towards them and gasped.
With no time to think, she shoved Valen forward, feeling the pain in her ankle, and fell back against a miraculously unflamed wall.
The beam crashed down, and the wall collapsed on Aisling.
•=~{=}~=•
When she came to, it was dark.
She seemed to be wrapped in something soft, and Valen was curled around her, his breathing steady.
Aisling shifted slightly, and his eyes opened.
"Oh thank goodness," he breathed. " How does your throat feel?"
"Strangely normal."
Valen tucked a stray wing of hair behind her ear. "Khaleesi have you some honey."
Aisling nodded, feeling her eyelids get heavy. She tucked her head between Valen's shoulder and chin.
Spirit wanderers were safe.
She was fine.
Valen was fine.
Khaleesi was back in charge.
With a sigh, she fell back asleep.
~=•The End•=~
