Chapter 62

The next morning could've marked the last day I woke up in Lan's arms.

Could have. Not if I could help it.

That morning I watched as he strapped himself with ammunition, jamming handguns into the leather holster around his waist. After he slid sharp daggers into the sides of his boots, he packed a light bag and we both headed down to Lev's. Lan must've informed him he now had enough funds for the travel, because the old man was already up and smiling.

Lev spoke over the dark silence engulfing us. "Good morning, good morning! I see you are all set. We will be on our way now."

Heclosedo the door behind him, drawing his coat tighter around his little form. Then he started to lead the way down the snowy path.

Drifts of snow blew past me, leaving goosebumps in its wake. Beside me, Lan was a large wall of brooding silence. His face was cold and expressionless, a hand tucked into the pocket of his coat while the other held onto a small bag.

I chased away the heavy feeling closing around my c