"Ruling is never an easy task." She drew a shaky breath and shook her head, hoping it would wave off his concern. "It's nothing. I was shaken earlier and after--" her hand almost went to the scar that laced down her side but she managed to keep it still. "After such a tiring day. Nothing to trouble over."
Elia watched him carefully. She was exhausted, the dreamwine was making her senses cloudy and she didn't dare trust him. Especially since she was having the stupid instinct to put her arms around him. "What brings you, my lord?"