Jason had been home. He was in the room when Zel and Morgan arrived. As she entered the room he was finishing up a message. “Zel.” He said softly, seeing her beaten. He moved forward and pulled her into a long hug. He didn’t want to let her go. He’d felt so helpless listening to her struggling and that wasn’t a feeling he enjoyed. He actively tried to avoid it. But he was frequently finding himself feeling that way when it came to protecting her. He was failing. Jay kissed her cheek gently, seeing the cut on her lip. “Get changed. I’m going to say goodnight to Morgan.”
He slowly let her go and headed into the boys room. There were a lot of hugs and reassurances. It was clear this had shaken him and reminded him of when his mother was attacked. He did his best to remind Morgan he was protected by an entire kingdom and all the knights in the realm because his father was the King. So he’d always protect him. Even though he’d felt in this case he’d not done that. The boy curled up in his bed finally and yawned, eyes listing closed and Jay snuck out.