บท 135: The Purpose

~ TARKYN ~

It was a moment in which fear could rule.

Tarkyn, very serious, gently placed his hand between Harth's breasts so he could feel her pulse against his palm. Their eyes locked.

"Our hearts beat in time," he said, awed.

She nodded. "Does that frighten you?"

"Not for myself. Not at all. I wouldn't want to live a day in this world without you."

Harth made a little noise in her throat and threw herself into his chest as if she might cry.

As Tarkyn stroked her hair and searched his mind for ways he might soothe her, he blinked. Surprised. "There's something more here, Harth."

"What?"

"I don't know. But when I touched you, when I started examining the bond my agitation eased. I think… I think we can affect each other." He frowned, his mind suddenly spinning with a dozen different thoughts. "We need to explore this further. How do you feel about an experiment or two?"

Harth's eyes widened and she gasped, tensing.