The halls were still silent and empty on their way back since the soirée was still ongoing in the hall of festivities. All Rosa could see was Kael's strong arm, his broad back, his sturdy shoulders leading the way. A view she found herself enjoying a little too much for her own liking.
What is this man doing to me?
For once, she didn't feel the need to observe her surroundings or be on constant alert, and she frowned realizing she felt safe letting him lead her. This sense of safety clashed with the familiar danger she often associated with Kael Dragomir, for being led by anyone was an extreme notion she had reserved only for Silver in her life. Yet here she was, entrusting herself to Kael Dragomir in a way she probably shouldn't have.
"We're almost there," he murmured, not bothering to glance back.
