The Lonely Star -- Chapter 4

[Mithadan]

Relief mixed with anger and concern, causing Mithadan to ignore Piosenniel's request. While his love for her vied with his outrage for control of his tongue, Cami rushed forward and snatched the cloak from his hands and wrapped it around the Elf. This broke the spell; the tension spilled from his shoulders taking with it his anger, and relief won the day. If Piosenniel expected a tongue-lashing, she was surprised.

He stood and warmed her in his arms, pressing his cheek against hers. "Must you always run off like this?" he asked quietly. "Must the proud Elf never ask for or accept the aid of others? I am sure you had your reasons and I'm sure they were good, but you are only one among many of our crew. We are all seeking to complete our task, not you alone."

He handed her the bundle of clothing and turned to go below. After a few steps, he looked over his shoulder. "Are you coming along? You should have some hot tea and breakfast."