FIA
Cian guided me up the stairs. His arm stayed firm around my waist, taking most of my weight as my legs threatened to give out beneath me. The exhaustion hit harder now that Aldric was gone. All the adrenaline that had kept me upright drained away, leaving me hollow and shaking.
We reached my bedroom. The door swung open under his hand, and he led me inside. The familiar space wrapped around me like a blanket. Safe, given it was mine.
He lowered me onto the bed with careful movements. I sank into the mattress, my body melting against the sheets.
"You look like shit right now."
I managed a weak laugh. Trust Cian to be blunt even now. He was not wrong, though. I was still covered in dried blood, soot, and worse.
"But you clearly need the rest more." He straightened and moved toward the door. "I will leave you be."
My hand shot out. I caught his wrist before he could step away.
"There is something I want to tell you."
