Lyra
Even on the cold, hard ground I tried to stretch out, hoping to loosen up the stiffness in my body. I winced when my muscles complained about the awful sleeping spot.
Soren noticed right away and knelt beside me. “Hey, want a massage?” he asked, eyes full of concern.
My face lit up with relief. “That would be perfect, thank you.”
His skilled hands started working the knots out of my muscles, touch gentle but strong. I closed my eyes and let out a long sigh as his fingers eased the tightness in my neck and shoulders.
Thorian and Vaelin watched with soft smiles while Soren kept going. If only they knew how much I loved massages and how quickly I could relax, even for just a little while.
As he continued, my eyes fluttered open and I looked up at him, expression soft. “Thank you, S
