Slowly, the battlefield's chaos started to sink into the background. Soon, to the perception of Erik and his wives, only the five of them were left. Huddling together, they revelled in their relief over Erik's survival.
"Do you have any idea what just happened? Because… that was not our magic," Elora whispered, her arms wrapped around Erik's neck.
Each of them had their own space on his body
Elora was wrapped around his neck and front, her brows furrowed, and her body still. She exuded an aura of stern love and relief. Clearly, she had a lot to say, but she wanted to enjoy this moment first.
Astrid had his left side. She was quiet and relaxed. His survival removed any tension from her body, and that was really all she cared about. Her questions were few, and she had little complaint about Erik's actions because she understood.
