Cold Feet or a Lie?

"She's going to be my wife Andrea, she's accepted my request to marry me according to our laws and customs. I know you would have loved her if you met her. But I'm home now, just like I said I would be, and I'm going to stay home for a while, probably long enough to make sure she doesn't slip out of my hands. But we'll come back, we'll both visit you, and if we have children then those children will come and visit you."
Sarah felt her eyes fill up with tears at the sincerity of Draven's words, and as she looked around, she could see that the corruption was fading away from the clearing and the surrounding areas. She could feel the plants breathe a sigh of relief as the fog lifted. From the corner of her eye she saw Draven stand up and start walking away, leaving the pictures from the book on the grave as well as the cake. Keeping to the outer edge, she followed him, stopping briefly to bow respectively towards, who she realized at that moment, Draven's sister.
The sound of a body hitting the ground brought her attention away from the gravesite to see Draven as he lost the ability to walk and collapsed heavily on the ground. The plants moving away from the force of his body. She ran to him, feeling him slipping out of her mind as he lost consciousness. Quickly, she reached mentally into his mind, grasping a hold of him as her body skidded to a reclined position on the ground beside him. She struggled mentally to draw him closer to her, not hearing the sounds of the forest around her. Close by, she found a medicinal plant that was known to help in reviving those exposed to corruption and unable to deal with the consequences. Having been exposed repeatedly to various forms of corruption, Sarah had developed an immunity to it.
She quickly harvested a few leaves off the plant and popped them into her mouth, chewing it quickly until it was the consistency that it needed to be before she started spreading it across Draven's forehead. A crash in the foliage had Sarah looking up to see Rose crashing through the debris on the floor of the woods. Rose, sensing what Sarah was doing, also gathered some of the plants that Sarah had found.
Rose then picked Draven up and flung him over her shoulder, motioning Sarah to follow as she then walked in a straight line out of the woods. They walked into town, going straight to the inn where Rose takes Draven up to Sarah's room and laying him out on the bed.
"Get some strips of cloth, and some water. We need to draw the corruption out of his body."
Rose spoke softly while stripping Draven's clothes off his body. Sarah quickly took a bowl and filled it with water, watching Rose take several dried leaves out of several pouches she had on her body as well as the recently harvested plants from the woods. She mixed it with water, crushing it until the bowl was filled with green goo. Sarah took a shift and cut it into strips, passing them to Rose who then took the strips and soaked them in the mixture. Sarah, concentrating on keeping Draven from slipping away, stood and watched as Rose began wrapping Draven's body with the strips.
Every day Rose would come by to change the wrappings. Draven soon began to look as if he was green and tanned as the leaves began to soak into his skin. After the sixth day Draven woke up and began looking around, Sarah, relieved to see him wake up, sat beside him. They spoke briefly, Draven telling her that if he doesn't make it through the relapse, he wanted her to know that he loved her. Her eyes filled with tears caused her to look down at him as she smoothed his hair off his forehead.
"I love you too Draven La'Fon, please come back to me."
He passes out once more and Sarah looks down and sees that he has her hand clasped in his own. It takes two weeks before he recovers once more, finding Sarah lying beside him. He tugged her closer to his body as he nuzzles against her neck. She feels the love he has for her first and foremost through the connection, it causes her heart to feel as if it was expanding until she feared that it would burst from the emotion as well as the relief she felt that he was recovered. They spent the remainder of the day and night just cuddling in each other's arms, eating bland foods that were in the room for when he woke up, or to keep her nourished since she refused to go very far from his side.
The next day Rose comes to visit them, checking on Draven's body and seeing that the green color was fading away. "Well, within the next two weeks, you two can be married. That should give us enough time to finish some last minute changes to your dress Sarah and give the last of the green color to fade from Draven's skin. That way the both of you will be looking your best."
Sarah and Draven spend the next two weeks rediscovering each other, talking and laughing as well as walking the streets of the village together. Finally the day of the wedding dawned and Draven woke to find Sarah had packed their things. Frowning, he rolls over and looks at her as he props himself up on his elbow. "Hey dear, why are you all packed up? Are you going somewhere?"
Sarah looks at him and smiles softly as she held her hands at her waist. "Well, I thought we were going to head back to the ship today. Better get started early so that we aren't late in meeting with my sisters."
Draven frowned as he sat up and threw his feet over the side of the bed. "I thought we were getting married today Sarah. Are you telling me that you've changed your mind and you don't want to get married to me anymore?"