"Then stop yelling at me!" She cried out, her voice going hoarse at the end.
Elynor's eyes widened, she clutched her throat, a fierce blush coating her cheeks, and she turned away, burning a hole through the carriage window.
Elynor's face softened as he saw Isolde's exhaustion take its toll. He reached for a small flask at his side, unscrewing the cap and offering it to her. "Here, drink this. It will help restore your strength."
