Angel with Broken Wings

"Come here, hand of mine."

She reached out and gently took his right hand into her own. 

It was still large, but it was also bony and gaunt.  It was hardly the strong muscular hand she remembered when she first met him. 

She brought his hand to her lips and kissed it gently.  Then she placed the band on his wrist and pressed the latch with a resolute snap. 

Zander looked away without saying a word.

Erick cleared his throat.  "Alright Darling.  You have to read these words that I'm going to show you.  When you read them, reach into your mind and fuse your energy and Zander's energy into both bands.  Ready?"

"No wait.  What if I do it wrong?"

Erick laughed.  "You're sitting in a room with two First Class Wizards.  You're not going to get it wrong."

"How…how do I speak the commands?"

"Umm…Zander…how do I explain to her about speaking commands?"