10. A Taste Of Her Lips

Lucius watched Mariana as she slept. The fire illuminated her features, giving her a golden hue. He had wrapped her in a bandage with a piece of cloth he tore from his cloak. The only injury she sustained was on her left temple. The warmth from the fire must have made her feel better. She no longer looked pale.

He had spent the entire afternoon with Mariana on his back, walking deeper into the forest other than going back to the palace because he was sure that if he continued on that quest, they would wind up dead.

Lucius wondered what was truly going on in Asgaria. The place had been safe for travel. It had been a very peaceful place. All of a sudden, huge wolves were terrorising Asgaria. Who and what could they possibly be after? He wondered if the King knew of the recent occurrences.

He watched the fire cackle. Despite the intensity it was burning with, he still didn't feel warm enough. His teeth was chattering with cold. He had covered Mariana with his cloak instead. Her legs we