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Maybe I should let her think my backside is in pain. Maybe she would deign to rub it...
“It’s just a saying!God, we are not going to do this right now!”
She kept the jar of Vrika’s blood pinned to her side with her left arm, then snatched at my hand with her right.
Then she pulled. With much more force than I would have thought her capable of.
Maybe it was the sweet oblivion of her voluntarily holding my hand for the first time.
Maybe it was the blood loss.
Maybe it was the kaktuir-clear fact that, for this day and all my days to come, I was utterly helpless against her.
Whatever it was, I followed her. Followed her deeper into the mountain of the man I hated most.
And I knew I would do it a thousand more times. Pierced by a thousand more arrows.
She could lead me off the edge of a cliff if she wanted.
I would not give a peep of opposition.
As long as she held my hand.
CHAPTER EIGHTEEN
Stephanie
“Are you going to makeit?’ I asked, suddenly worried that we should have taken the alien elevator. Had the tunnel always been this fucking long?
“Kindly stop doubting my strength,” Errok muttered. “Otherwise, I will have to find another boulder for my back to prove myself to you. Again.”
Despite the insane situation, or maybe because of it, I snorted, laughter overtaking me.
“Fiona totally said you would do that!” I wheezed, struggling to breathe. I adjusted my hold on the jar of Vrika’s blood against my side, worried I’d drop it now that I was literally shaking from laughing so hard.
“I am glad my shows of mighty strength are so amusing to you, mate,” Errok said testily, sarcasm saturating his words.
