Kayen thanked Amariel for her words before he turned around, ready to leave. As he walked towards the entrance, he suddenly felt a surge of warmth climbing from his hand up, around his arm, chest, spearing across his entire body. It restricted him from leaving the shrine.
“What are you doing?” Kayen wanted to turn his head to look at Amariel, but the warm, invisible string, kept in place, didn’t allow any slight movement. He was entirely immobilized.
“We didn’t settle the price for my help.” Amariel whispered into his ears, despite the distance between them. This game didn’t surprise Kayen anymore. Although they were meant for each other, she always kept her distance. She did that with everyone, including her most trusted aides. Kayen never understood whether it was simply her personalit
