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Chapter 121

ATASHA’S POV

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“Where are we going?” I asked, not because I was in a hurry to know. Honestly, I was more worried about him than the destination. Being carried like this, tucked in his arms as he trudged through snow, had to be exhausting.

It felt like we’d been moving for hours, though I’d lost track of time. Part of me wanted to ask outright if he was tired, if he needed to stop, maybe even set me down for a while. But the words stuck in my throat. Asking if he was tired felt too… personal. Maybe even insulting.

So instead, I settled for the safer question, the one about where we were going. It sounded simple enough, though I was fully aware it wasn’t the thing I really wanted to know.

The longer he carried me, the more aware I became of the way his arms held me. My back was pressed firmly against his chest, and every step reminded me of how steady his grip was, how warm he felt despite the freezing wind cutting across us.

At first, I tried to keep my body stiff, to make it seem like this was nothing unusual, but the truth was his warmth had already started to feel too familiar. Like I’d been here before, tucked against him, and my body was remembering faster than my mind wanted to admit.

My fingers clutched at his cloak without meaning to. I told myself it was for balance, but really, it was because letting go felt impossible.

Cassian’s voice broke through the rush of wind. “You’re awfully quiet. I thought you liked being in my arms.”

Heat shot straight to my face. My mouth opened, but nothing came out except a choked sound that was neither protest nor agreement. Before I could gather myself enough to form words, he moved.

The ground disappeared.

He jumped, landing with a solid thud on a branch above. My stomach lurched, and I gripped his cloak tighter, biting back a startled yelp. Then he jumped again, and again, until the branches blurred past us in dizzying succession. He stopped only when the trees thinned into an open view, balancing with casual ease on a branch that looked far too narrow to hold both of us.

I froze.

“Want to climb on my back instead?” he asked, turning his head slightly. “The view’s better that way.”

“No–no, it’s fine. Just put me down,” I said quickly, trying to sound steady.

He set me on the branch, his hands leaving me, and I regretted the request instantly. My legs went weak. My stomach dropped. The branch felt too narrow, the ground too far. All color drained from my face as I clung to the nearest limb.

Cassian’s mouth twitched, like he could already see the panic washing over me. “Don’t look down.”

I nodded so fast my neck hurt, staring at the bark under my fingers. The cold air stung at my face, sharper up

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Chapter 121

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here, and that was when it hit me, this was why he’d given me his cloak earlier. Without it, I’d be shaking from. more than just fear. That wasn’t something that my ability could heal.

“Look,” he said.