Neve walked away from Aldric, who was still standing in the trees with his mouth hanging open.
Aldric touched his lips with two fingers. His ears had turned bright red.
'Why did he do that?' Aldric thought as he watched Neve's back. 'It was like he kissed me just to shut me up. He has been acting weird ever since before those people arrived.'
Neve followed the smell of herbs and roasting potatoes until he reached the small tents. The others were busy around a big iron pot. Steam rose into the cold air.
Popi looked up first, her hair tied in a messy bun. "Huh? Are you not supposed to be with Vaelthorn? You should be resting in this your condition, Neve! How many times do I have to tell you?"
Neve pressed his lips together.
'There she goes again, with her nagging. Almost like she's my... older sister or even mother,'
