Henry’s POV Morning came the next minute. I hadn’t slept, not even for a second. When the fire died down sometime in the night, leaving behind nothing but ash and the faint warmth that refused to linger, I stayed there, sitting with her in my arms for longer than I should have, longer than I had any right to, because she'd fallen asleep. At some point, I carried her back into her tent. Now, I stood outside the tent, arms folded around each other, and my mind being ran by a lot of trails of thoughts. The thoughts of Elara filled my mind. I couldn't get off my memory when she laid in my laps, very vulnerable, receiving the fire's warmth. I gulped, and cocked my head, reminding myself again why I'd come here. Even though she's been a distraction, it was a good one. I planned to sneek out to the temple to seek for the answers I came here for before she woke up, I wanted to make a fish sauce for her breakfast, but before I could finish processing my thoughts, I heard move
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