Leena didn't leave Shraelle's side for the next three days. When he finally opened his eyes after three days of his being unconcious. She was standing there hovering over him and smiling.
He smiled back at her, "Am I dead?" he asked.
She laughed and shook her head. "No not at all. In fact I'm very glad to see that you're alive."
He pushed himself into a sitting position and took in his surroundings with one sweeping glance. "Where am I?"
"I brought you to my ship, you're safe here."
He shook his head and tried to stand up but Leena forced him to sit back down, "You shouldn't have taken me."
"Why not? You were injured and you saved my life, what else am I supposed to do?"
"The Enigmae are a very tight-knit commutity. When one dies the whole planet goes into mourning and when one is captured they will stop at nothing until that one is returned."
"But I saved your life."
He shook his head, "It will not matter to them, they will pursue us until they have me returned. You must return me, they will kill you if you don't."
Leena shook her head, "I don't care, I love you." She threw her arms around Shraelle and held him tightly, "I would rather die then be apart from you. You can stop them can't you?"
Shraelle sighed and took her hand in his, "I can only try."