Eryna! Thanks, gods, you're alright," Vidalgo called out as he walked to where she sat on the grass. He could see the dried tears on her face and how dejected she looked. It made his heart ache. He knelt beside her, tucking her moon-white hair behind her head before carrying her. "Let’s go back," he told her, and she obliged, weak and silent. With no words spoken between them, he walked slowly back with her in his arms.
Eryna felt too tired to complain as he carried her to her room, dropping her the moment he closed the door as they were both in the room. "Thank you," Eryna said quietly as she moved away from him, taking a good look at her room and the torn clothes she had left behind.
She stood, feeling void in the middle of the room, until she felt a warm hand around her waist. She fli
