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Chapter 22 - A Mirage Of Cold And Snow
Alarick had been away for a week now, and with nothing to do, Erriene had decided to go down the fair and buy materials to work on stitching the clothes in Alarick’s chest.
A lot of his armors and shirts were ripped, probably from training and actual battle, and laid forgotten at the bottom of his chest. He opened the chest because he was feeling bored and curious, and he decided to sew the clothes because he had nothing to do.
Also, Alarick should lock it if he didn’t want anyone going through it.
Not because he missed him, he told himself. No, not really. That would be ridiculous.
Definitely not because he could smell him on his clothes. That one time when he couldn’t stop himself from taking a shirt from Alarick’s chest and burying his nose in it was an accident.
But the nights were getting colder since the first one, and he couldn't deny that.
“Let me accompany you, Dalli,” Avinash had sa
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