Chapter 87. Moustache

Lexcis Aeden

What do I think to myself? When it comes to her, I can be very selfish. There are a few situations I can think of where that might be true.

It seems likely that she has the same thought, imagining a few situations in which she might do something bad.

"Let us get out of here before we freeze to death."

"Yeah, I definitely can not feel my legs anymore," Chantel smiles.

I grin at her and say, "That is not because of the cold." I pull us out of the cold river while she stays wrapped around me. She was careful to get down and stand next to me. I put a blanket over her and grab another one, placing the other around my hips.

"Do you need me to-"

"Nope, I can walk just fine," Chantel announces happily, hugging the blanket against her, staying close to my side even though my middle is still wet. As we approach the cave, we notice a person walking towards us.

"Hi, Mrs. Eira.&quo