I know, I am terrible! I am updating so late, but I have received my 2nd covid vaccine dose so there is that.
I woke up with acute agony racing across my back. I was freezing, but my back was hot. I gave an experimental move to sit up and flopped down with an agonized wail.
"Haldamire! You are awake!" I closed my eyes cursing myself for imagining Airawende here during my pain. I let out a low groan of agony and felt tears gather.
"I was afraid to touch you! You are running a fever and its so cold in here!" The voice continued, merciless towards my feelings. I refused to open my eyes. I didn't have my Airawende and I certainly didn't have my Tar-Mairon. I started to cry and couldn't stop myself.
"Oh Leila!" Airawende's voice came from above as arms tried to circle my neck in a hug.
"not real. It's not real" I muttered cursing myself for my weakness.
"It is real! It's me! Remember that time in middle school when you walked home, and Quill saw you shouting at the trees. It's me! Chloe!" She said soothingly. I forced my eyes open a crack and winced as even that small motion shot pain through me.
"Chloe?" I asked again my throat feeling thick. She made a noise of agreement and laid next to me with our heads touching.
"Where are we?" I murmured taking in the total nothing as it was all dark.
"I don't know" She said sounding petulant "I was with Tar-Mairon and his master was coming, but I fell unconscious at this, I don't know how to describe it really, but like tidal wave of power." I sucked in a breath at hearing Tar-Mairon and tried to clamp down on my jealously.
"How is Tar-Mairon?" I asked instead imagining to warmth of his golden eyes.
"Uh fine" she said sounding baffled at my question "Do you really care?"
"Of course, I care!" I nearly hissed. How could she ask me if I cared about Tar-Mairon or not?! I could not see her face, but I imagined she was looking either contrite or curious. She didn't have a relationship with Gothmog like I had with Tar-Mairon. "But I mainly want to know if he's still angry with me?" I asked in a small voice.
"oh, he was angry with you? I did not know. He didn't seem angry to me" She said.
I rolled my eyes at her unhelpful answer. She probably was not even trying to see if Tar-Mairon was angry. She did not have to worry about Gothmog throwing her away for disobedience. I wish Tar-Mairon would've just hit me but kept me with him. I closed my eyes sulkily.
"It's been really boring in here since I woke up" Airawende said trying to change the subject. It was an obvious attempt, but I allowed it. I sighed in response. Maybe we would be switched back when they came and got us. A little flame of hope lit up in my chest.
"I can't see anything" I muttered darkly.
"neither can I." Airawende moved closer. "so tell me what was happened with you since our separation?"