There was nothing to do but wait and see if tragedy would strike or not. Tragedy already struck, she thought wearily. He gutted himself to save you. What more do you want? In the songs, men always say they’d die for you. I suppose there’s something to be said for the fact that you found one who actually did. Surely he’ll come back. Surely it’s just another mortal wound, and after a few weeks in the sword, he’ll come out again.
