"I thank you as well for saving my fiancée."
The moment those words left his mouth, all three pairs of eyes turned towards him.
But Gavriel maintained a straight face and continued, "I don't want to be rude, but my fiancée cannot stay out in the cold for long, so we need to move inside."
Hearing the concern in Gavriel's voice warmed Aliana's heart. Now that he had pointed it out, and with the adrenaline slowly leaving her body, she could finally feel just how bitterly cold it was. As she was out here with nothing but a robe covering her.
Almost as though her body had been waiting for him to say it, a shiver suddenly ran through her.
Without another word, Gavriel instinctively drew her even closer, pressing her against the warmth of his body.
"Let's get you inside," he murmured softly. "I don't want you falling sick."
Gavriel no longer spared the couple another glance, as though they no longer existed in his eyes.
