Returning to Well

JP with mdman and Cindy

Day progressed into the evening, Islana didn't leave Ch’Truta's side. Her advisors took turns checking on the two of them. Bringing food, more water and some pillows and blankets for both of them.

It was really more for Sister Locust but she was grateful for the assistance.

The brief periods where Ch’Truta arose, Islana tended to his needs. This went on for several hours before he seemed to be getting somewhat stronger and started to awaken.

Hours of rest did wonders for Ch’Truta’s strength. Opening his eyes, they fell upon her lovely face. She must have been with him all those times.

He smiled. “How…how long have I been asleep?”

"A few hours," Islana smiled softly back at him. "It's evening. I have some dinner for you, if you are feeling like you could eat."

Ch’Truta sniffed himself. He smelled worse than the swamp ever had. How could she stand being here with him in this stench?

He gazed up into emerald eyes. “Would you mind if I cleaned up first?”

"Not at all, do you want one of the guards to come in to help you?" Both guards were male and figured if Ch’Truta wanted help they would be best rather than getting someone.

Ch’Truta huffed, as he had his pride. He needed to do this on his own to build strength. If he couldn’t clean himself up, then what good was he?

He shook his head, “I believe I can do it. If I struggle, I will call.”

Islana gave a nod, stood up, she held out her arm and Khaithak came to her from where he had been perched in the tent. "We won't be far," she said,then left the man to get cleaned up

As Ch’Truta began cleaning himself, he thought of all he needed to say to Islana. He was grateful for her presence while he was struggling with the trance.

The trance, what happened in the trance? Ch’Truta was at a loss. He couldn’t remember just what had happened. Although, there was a sense of impending doom.

At least Ch’Truta had ruled out Silina. Although she wasn’t sure of the Twins’ choice of Sister Locust, Silina was devoted to them.

Still, Ch’Truta was becoming very close to Islana. He wanted to be near her at all times. He wanted to be her protector, the one she relied upon for security. He wanted to know her more than any other had previously known her.

After cleaning up, Ch’Truta exited his tent. Ch’Truta smiled at Islana, staring at the radiant red hair and her beauty.

“Now, about a meal, I am famished,” Ch’Truta offered.