Nymeria was standing near the bed in the Infirmary, with her arms still a little stiff from the long day.
She looked at the boy in the wheelchair by the open window and let out a quiet breath.
"Thank you," she said. "Even though you literally scared me out there…"
Richard turned his head with a teasing smile visible at the corner of his mouth.
He then murmured under his breath, just loud enough for her to hear.
"Nymeria… the Queen B… worrying about me. I must be one hell of a lucky guy."
Nymeria narrowed her eyes.
"It is not funny. Worse could have happened."
Richard shrugged one shoulder with the smile still on his face.
"But it did not."
He raised an eyebrow and glanced towards the cards on the small wooden table between them.
Nymeria looked at the cards, then back at him as she then dropped her hand away from her hip and let out a sigh.
"By the flames… you will never change."
She walked over, pulled out the other chair, and sat down.
