Chapter 59 Fifty Eight
- I woke up to a weak jerk on my shoulder, my body slowly coming to life. As I opened my eyes, the first thing I saw was Zevran's face on the side of the bed, his damp hair smelling of soap and aftershave.
- "You need to wake up. Yvaine is here," he said.
- I furrowed my brow, wondering why my friend was here. Zevran seemed to read my thoughts and added, "Have you forgotten that she's leaving for Paris now?"