Voren had been holding Seraphine close, his body wrapped around hers, when the temperature suddenly plummeted inside the tent. Half-asleep and seeking warmth, Seraphine instinctively snuggled even tighter against him.
Voren frowned and glanced toward the window. The second he looked outside, he realized exactly what was happening.
Snow. Heavy, thick flakes poured from the sky, blanketing everything in sight with a relentless white curtain.
Without wasting a single second, he carefully scooped her up and carried her into the cabin. Seraphine barely stirred as Voren gently cleaned her up, slipped her into soft, comfortable clothes, and tucked her beneath several thick, warm blankets.
He got the fireplace crackling to life, and soon the whole cabin filled with cozy, welcoming heat.
