*Noah*

I barely slept at all over the last twenty-four hours. Eva advised me to try and rest, even going so far as to tell me that I was looking rather ragged. I just smirked at her and assured her that I would try to rest, but I made no promises. It amused me that the witch was concerned about me when Zara still refused to open her eyes.

I pulled a chair up to Zara’s bedside, intent on staying by her side until she awoke. I spoke softly to her, murmuring ...