Chapter 167

Zarek's POV

Elara's face flushed at my words, though she tried to hide it. The apple knife spun lightly in my fingers as I handed the peeled fruit to her. She accepted it with her uninjured hand, trying to keep her composure. I had seen warriors stare down death with steadier eyes, yet somehow the small crack in her armor made my chest tighten.

Her voice broke the silence. "How's Nyla?"

"She'll li