Visitor's Out of Time

--Rina Darkling--

“You need to focus,” I said tiredly.

Vanessa, I could tell, was getting frustrated. Which wasn’t at all surprising.

“Don’t forget to breathe. Let your breathing focus the arrow to where you need it to go.” I tensed at hearing Dorian’s voice.

Even years after our forbidden coupling, he still made my heart thrum in my chest. A feeling that I squeezed down more and more every time we came together to train Vanessa. We weren’t important, but she was. That and protecting her from the would-be King Raphael.

Dorian had been quieter today than I had ever remembered him being, and that was including all the times he had avoided speaking to me. Dorian leaned against a wall, observing the lesson. His arms were crossed the muscles within them rippling like water.