Lydia’s POVAt first, I didn’t know where to put my hands.One rested awkwardly on his shoulder while the other hovered in the air like I was debating whether to touch a live flame. But eventually, as Leonidas adjusted me higher on his back without complaint, I let myself lean in. I wrapped my arms around his neck, gently, carefully, and allowed the warmth of his body to steady me. My forehead rested against the back of his shoulder, and for the first time that day, I exhaled without thinking of how I sounded.His back was broad and solid beneath me, his steps confident, unbothered by the extra weight. And though my cheeks burned in quiet embarrassment, there was a strange peace in it too, being carried. Not because I was weak or helpless, but because I was tired. And for once, someone noticed.I let my eyes drift shut for a moment, listening to the crunch of his boots against the forest floor, the occasional rustle of leaves above us, the soft night air brushing against my skin.Then
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