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It was a soft touch when her fingers wiped away the sweat from his forehead. A little elven boy lay on the bed with magic that swelled and pulsed underneath his hands.
"Rest, love. I will take care of him now." She placed a kiss on his cheek and cupped her hands over his. Honey coloured eyes looked up at her. A smile was on her lips.
"Rest, Anders" She repeated, the soft tone of her voice betrayed her command. The pulse of her magic took over his and he pulled away. Maker how did he end up with a woman like her?