Rhiannon was slower to arrive, as the guest bedroom was downstairs, but she walked in, clad in her purple robe, her eyes shaded with sleep. "Oh, sweetheart," she said soothingly, sitting on the end of the bed so she wasn't crowding.
Addy's face was buried in Iestyn's chest and she showed no signs of moving. "I dreamed he was hurting you, Iestyn. I was dying and I was going to leave you and I wouldn't be able to stop him hurting you."