Haven stirred as we entered the realm. The stars were bright and twinkling. Remnants filled the air around the entrance island, drifting close. Worried.
"I can walk," I mumbled, squirming in his arms, as he strode from the gate. The remnants parted for us, letting us cross to the Heart of Haven.
"I don't think so. I didn't stay behind just to not hold you. Besides, you can barely keep your eyes open. Just let me do this."
My lips twitched in the beginnings of a pout, but a yawn split them apart. Luke chuckled, and I blushed, burying my face in the crook of his neck. Despite everything Jessia had said, all the doubts she'd given me, I really didn't mind resting in his arms. Even if everyone was staring.
Luke slowed as a burly remnant glided down, hovering in front of us. I peeked up, giving a small, tired smile as I saw it was Gathrin.
"You lived," he said, folding his arms. He looked stern, and I bit my lip, feeling chastened.
