AllFreeNovel
Share Us
The Katars studied him for a moment, their beady eyes squinting in suspicion.
They seemed to be sizing him up, but it wasn’t clear if they were more afraid of Lorik or the repercussions of their deeds.
After what felt like an eternity, they finally grunted, turned, and left.
Relief washed over me in waves, a refreshing change to the overwhelming terror that had gripped me moments ago.
I could feel my muscles gradually unclench, the tense knot in my stomach slowly loosening.
Lorik moved towards the door, and as he shut it behind them, a surge of gratitude overwhelmed me.
He had saved me from what could have been a dangerous situation.
His golden eyes met mine, and I saw a flicker of concern in their depths.
He was a protector, that much was clear.
He held his position by the door, his tall frame still as a statue as he listened to the retreating footsteps of the Katar males.
The eerie silence of the room was broken only by the occasional creak of the inn’s old wooden structure.
I could smell the faint scent of oil from the old hinges asLorik finally secured the door, the soft click of the lock echoing like a symphony in my ears.
The room now held a residual tang of tension, as if the atmosphere itself was reluctant to let go of the dread that had so recently hung over us.
But beneath it, the comfortingly mundane smell of old wood and dust gradually returned, a subtle reassurance of our temporary safety.
I finally came out from the shower stall, feeling silly, emerging from my cliche hiding spot, but the relief on Lorik’s face was palpable.
The metal blade had disappeared from his hand, hidden away just as quickly as it had appeared.
His imposing demeanor had faded, replaced by an air of quiet understanding.
The chill of the room was starting to seep into my bones, the cool night air wafting in through the cracks in the window.
Tentatively, I met Lorik’s gaze.
His golden eyes bore into mine, the quiet strength in them offering more comfort than any blanket could.
As I took a deep breath, I could still taste the residual fear in the back of my throat, a bitter reminder of our close escape.
In that moment, as the adrenaline began to fade, the reality of our situation sunk in.
We were strangers, thrown together by circumstances, facing a threat that neither of us had anticipated.
But for now, at least, we were safe.
And as I looked at Lorik, I felt something else, a strange sort of connection.
He was a Chi, a species vastly different from humans, yet in this situation, he had become my protector, my ally.
Despite the fear and uncertainty, I felt a strange sense of comfort in his presence, a feeling that, against all odds, we would face whatever lay ahead together.
The room seemedto tilt for a moment, the adrenaline draining from my system and leaving behind a buzzing fatigue that prickled at my senses.
I breathed out a shaky sigh of relief, tasting the heavy air of the room.
The mild aroma of aged wood and linseed oil lingered in my nostrils, a comforting divergence from the sterile scent of the hallway.
