Silverpine Dreams

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Chapter Four









Seeing that the girl needed warmth and dry clothing, Zaba decided to take away her wet blanket and wrap her in his heavy wool blanket. Setting a fire near the entrance of the cave to avoid too much smoke, he started some Murloc fin soup in a pot, knowing that she would be hungry when she woke later. While the soup was simmering, Zaba turned to inspect the girl for any serious wounds.



The girl was tossing and turning under his thick blanket, her long, dark hair was soaked with sweat and sticking to her forehead. Zaba went outside with some soft linen cloth that he hadn't turned into bandages yet and dipped it into the ponds cool water to lay across her hot head. Once he had done this, she seemed to settle down a little. Noticing that her lips were dry and starting to crack, he made her drink a little from his water skin. She reflexively drank the water even though she wasn't conscious. Content that she had had enough water to ensure that she didn't dehydrate, Zaba returned to his inspection of the girl.



He was surprised to see that she was very beautiful. Though he had never really stopped to take a good look at the enemy before. Zaba couldn't see the colour of her eyes but he could see that they had an exotic shape to them, with long dark lashes that fanned the top of her cheeks. Her skin was flawless, with the exception of a smattering of freckles that spanned across her small upturned nose and her high cheek bones. Her skin was tanned, which he could tell was from working out in the fields. Her lips were full and though were dry from dehydration, he could tell that they would be very soft... even kissable.



"Kissable?" Zaba thought. "Why would I think that the enemy's lips are kissable?" He shook his head at his foolish thoughts, for she was alliance and therefore was the enemy, but Zaba continued with his examination of the girl.



The air in the cave was warmer now, so he lifted the blanket to make sure that the girl didn't have any injuries. Checking her limbs, he reassured himself that she had no broken bones or any deep cuts that would need attending. After having that done he turned back to looking at the girl.



"When would I have a chance like this to really look at a human from the alliance." he said aloud. "Not like I have time for that on the battle field." He add with a smirk.



He saw that the rest of her skin was as flawless as the skin on her face. He guessed from the softness and smoothness that she was still quite young, guessing her age to be about seventeen or eighteen summers. Her full breasts were high and pert with light rose coloured nipples. Her stomach was flat with a belly button that dipped inward ever so slightly. Her waist curved into hips that looked made for child bearing. And she had legs that were shapely and strong, that ended in pretty little feet, that looked as soft as the rest of her body. He took a sidelong glance at her mound and saw that the triangle of hair there was as dark as the hair on her head and look like a small patch of soft, dark brown moss. He wondered what it might feel like, but before he could touch it to see , he heard a whimper come from the girls lips. Looking up he saw that she was a wake and was staring at him in terror.



Quitely placing the blanket back around her, Zaba backed away so as not to startle her any more then he had to. Turning away to checking on the soup, he berated himself for not noticing sooner that she was awake. He didn't want to scare the little thing to death. "I just want to..." Zaba stopped his train of thought. "What do I want with her?"



When Lina woke, she was frightened by a large blue blur, knowing that the fever raging through her was making it hard for her to see. She tried to move but wasn't able to even lift her arm to cover herself with the blanket again. She struggled to sit up, but only collapsed back down and lay panting. Seeing the blue blur wrap her back in a blanket and turn away from her, she drifted back into her fevered sleep, to dream about the horde killing her family and being rescued buy a troll of all creatures. Waking once in a while to blurry shapes but not being able to move or to shake the fever that had her in its grip, Lina continued to sleep for two more days.



Zaba sat vigil over the girl while she rode out her fever, cleaning her when she was too weak to take care of nature by herself and feeding her soup to help her regain her strength. He came to terms with why he was taking care of the girl, the following day after having found her in the little cave. He had decided that he would make her his slave for a short time. He was going to force her to teach him her language, then when he was done with her, he would dump the girl close to whatever Alliance town they happened to be close to at the time. He was sure that if she could teach him to speak her language that it would be useful to him in the future. Plus he was still very curious about this brave young human.


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Author's note - Edited for spelling mistakes