Donahue
Her taste fills my mouth and her emotions flood my system and I am in heaven. These past three days have been torture, watching her sleep and worrying that she might not wake up. She used a lot of magic to bring me back to life and if it wasn't for the magic of the fae on that battlefield, she would've drained herself trying, killing herself in the process. When I saw her sitting up in bed awake, my knees almost gave out with relief. I have tried keeping busy, tried to make sure everything will be sorted out by the time she wakes up and it worked, it kept me from constantly staring at her, waiting for those forest green and gold eyes to open. But when I felt her distress and realized that she was awake, I wanted to weep with joy. I didn't realize how much it had been taking out of
