I was still on the bed gasping for breath when I heard a firm knock on my door. I sat up on an elbow as I stared at it. Was it daytime already? I glanced at Zoar but he seemed at ease. He slipped out of bed and donned a robe as if it was the most natural thing in the world. I was struck by a pang of jealousy that he could still manage to look dignified in my night things.
He held up a hand for me to cover myself and he nodded in approval as I did so. I flopped onto my side with my back to the door as I feigned sleep. It really didn’t matter who was on the other side, Zoar’s plans were going to be derailed at the very least. As I thought about that an ache coursed through my lower half.
The sound of the lock being disabled and the door creaking open made me tense. “How can I help you, Ja
