She held my gaze for several moments before she nodded. Her eyes went back to Zahnin who I noticed had not moved and he was watching her silently. Then they swiftly came back to me.
It hit me that she didn’t know what to do.
I was sitting on my knees in the middle of the bed next to her husband and I extended my arm to her.
“It’s okay, you can come to him. He’s fine and you won’t hurt him,” I called softly, her body jerked slightly then she bit her lip.
I held my breath.
Then slowly, foot in front of foot, she walked to the bed. When she made it to the end, she put a knee to it and crawled on all fours to me.
Zahnin watched without a word.
I scuttled back and she stopped when she took my place, sitting ass to calves, knees an inch from his hip.
My feet hit stone at the side of the bed when I heard her whisper, “You are all right, husband?”
“Meena,” Zahnin replied instantly.
A pause then from Sabine, “Are you in pain?”
“Me,” Zahnin answered again instantly.
I heard her soft intake of breath and let out my own when her hand tentatively lifted, then settled lightly on the bandage at his stomach as she whispered, “Dohno.”
At her word and touch, with his gaze warm on his wife, his face soft, Zahnin lifted his hand and her body didn’t move or even tense as she allowed her husband to cup her cheek.
Then she did something that proved I was right about how sweet Sabine was.
She slowly and carefully dropped gracefully to her side and curled up next to him, her head on his shoulder, her hand light on his bandage. As she moved, Zahnin’s fingers slid through her hair so when she was settled, they cupped the back of her head.
My eyes went to his to see his were on me.
And they were communicating.
I nodded, getting the message loud and clear.
His fingers started sifting through his wife’s hair.
“Everybody out,” I ordered softly and I didn’t need to ask twice.
Jacanda quit wiping, grabbed her bucket and scurried. The healer and Bain moved to the tent flaps that Claudine had exited and Diandra was currently moving through. Gaal was already gone.
I wanted to look back but didn’t, it wasn’t right, but I really, really wanted to.
I didn’t need to.
I heard Zahnin mutter, “Thank you for coming to me, my beautiful one.”
Before I dropped the flaps behind me, I heard Sabine’s soft sigh.
And as the flaps settled, I heard Sabine ask with cute, quiet surprise, “Oh my, Zahnin, is that a tiger?”
This was followed by a quiet manly chuckle.
Hmm. It seemed I never shared about Ghost with Sabine and it occurred to me I’d never hosted her at my cham.
I walked toward Diandra and Claudine thinking I was going to have to do that. I’d had lunch or dinner at all my posse’s chams. I was falling down. It was way my turn.