SeraWhat was I thinking going into the water? I’d never taken a swimming class in my life. Even when my mother brought in a personal tutor for both me and Lyra back at the palace, I’d mostly ditched the lessons to plan my escapes. Now I was paying for it. It felt like an hour of drowning. Hot water bombarded my nose and throat, filling my lungs until I couldn't find the air. In the panic, my hands flailed and brushed against something underwater—something soft, meaty, and long.Then, strong hands clamped onto my waist.The next thing I knew, I was on my back on the hard stone ledge. I was gasping, coughing up mineral water that tasted like dirt. Fenris was over me, one hand braced on my chest to keep me steady, the other tilting my head back."Breathe," he commanded. His voice was sharp, cutting through the ringing in my ears. "Sera, can you hear me? Breathe."I coughed again, more water spraying onto the stone. My eyes finally found his face. His dark hair was plastered to his skull
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