Chapter 39: Too Weak Against You
Tarah let out a heavy sigh as she quietly planned her next move. Time was crucial for her right now, so she needed to get to Zion this instant and get things moving.
Thankfully, Ezekiel had made things comfortable for her by gathering some twigs and using some magic to make it into a comfortable flat makeshift bed that she could sleep on a while ago. He also gave her his cloak to use to cover herself more from the cold.
Thinking about it now, her face blushed hard when she remembered that she had brought Seer Beirut’s magical cloak with her so that she could use it to give herself warmth. But despite having it, she didn’t refuse the prince’s offer when he gave her his cloak and used it instead.
’I must be crazy,’ she scolded herself as her grip on the cloak tightened.
After a few moments of thinking to herself, she eventually decided to get up. Right then, she saw Ezekiel sitting not far from her. He was still awake simply staring at the fire while putting more twigs into it.
’Is he keeping it lit to keep me warm?’ she thought to herself before quickly clearing her head. She needed to remind herself that she shouldn’t give any meaning to things like this.
"I can’t sleep," she said as she sat beside him. "Maybe we can return to the encampment now that there are no more visible dragon scales on you."
She wasn’t able to get rid of all of them, but at least she managed to remove those that were on visible parts of his such as his jaw, neck, and his hands and arms.
"There’s still a risk of me shifting into a dragon with my soldiers nearby. I refuse to compromise their safety like that," Ezekiel retorted. "I’ll stay here till either the waning crescent moon phase ends or once I’m able to fully have control over this damn soul in my body."