Kaideon's hug was warm and comforting, though it did not completely banish that hollow feeling from Neveah's heart, it eased her worries and provided more than sufficient reassurance.
That was until a thought crossed Neveah's mind which she had long avoided entertaining.
'If I am in this state... Menarx... would he fare well?' Neveah thought, recalling that final glimpse of Menarx she had caught before losing consciousness, his enraged roar... and the hurt in his eyes.
Neveah had done what she had to, she had done what was obviously best for the both of them. It was a decision someone had to make and clearly, it was one Menarx absolutely could not make.
She had chosen to let go of his hand first, but in truth... his hold had loosened a long while ago and she had felt every second of it.
Kaideon finally pulled away after a moment, his eyes shinning with elation at Neveah's decision.
