Chapter 47
Col stirred, a low groan escaping his lips. He felt a dull ache throbbing in his side, a lingering reminder of the yeti's brutal attack. He opened his eyes, his vision blurry, and saw Shae sitting beside him, her face etched with concern. She held a warm cloth, gently cleaning the blood from his bandaged side. "Easy," she whispered, her voice soft and soothing. "You're safe now." Col's eyes fluttered open, his gaze slowly focusing. He looked around, taking in his surroundings. He was in a cave, the jagged stone walls illuminated by the warm glow of torches. He was lying on a makeshift bed of furs and blankets, the air thick with the scent of herbs and healing salves. He looked at Shae, his breath catching in his throat. She was wearing a dress, unlike anything he had ever seen her in. I
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