Caleb POV
Rain was as cold as ice in my arms, her shivering body really worried me. I knew she would push herself further if necessary, but I feared that the spell would only intensify if she did. Despite my anger towards her father, it became clear that he was under the influence of a spell by the way he was acting. My fire snapped him out of it, but how did the mighty ice dragon king fall victim to such a spell?
As we walked, I kept my body warm, the fire flowing through me effortlessly. I was grateful that it provided some protection for Rain, at least for now. I had meant it when I said she would stay in my arms until the spell was broken. I refused to fail her. We had come so far - her mark was broken, the Collector was dead. We should be looking forward to our future now. It tore m
