Chapter 737. The Impatient One
Mauve stood at the foot of the stairs as Jael opened the door. The familiar creak of the door made her smile. She hadn’t been to the garden in a while, but she knew it was well-tended. The stairs were the reason she hardly made the journey here—they were starting to be her worst enemy. She was fine walking on flat surfaces, but as soon as she had to lift her feet a few inches off the ground, the world spun.
"After you," Jael said with a palm stretched out as he walked down to meet her.
Mauve blinked at the open door, completely blocked by Jael’s frame. She smiled and took his hand. "Don’t mind if I do."
He pulled her up the stairs and gently guided her through the door. He didn’t shut it behind her, and Mauve figured it was because he would leave as soon as she was comfortable. She couldn’t complain—he had spent a lot of time with her today.
What she really wanted was to sit on the bench, but she knew if she showed even the slightest sign of exhaustion, Jael wouldn’t let her hear the end of it. She hadn’t expected him to come all the way with her. She thought he would just send someone to accompany her, but here he was, and Mauve found that she wasn’t complaining.
He swiped a leaf off the bench so she could sit, and Mauve smiled at him. "Thank you," she said brightly.
Jael just shrugged and sat next to her. She leaned into him and looked up at the sky. There were barely any stars, and Mauve once again noticed she could pick out the leaves and plants a little too easily, even with the minimal light.
"Your body is warm," Jael said as he took her hand.
"And yours is cold," she replied with a smile. "Perfect, wouldn’t you say? I warm you up, and you cool me down." She grinned.