Chapter 89 - A Step Towards Something More

The festivities lingered in the air as the trio stumbled through the village square, the sounds of music and laughter fading behind them. The night was dark, the forest's edge lingered in the distance—a quiet silhouette against the starlit sky.

Taryn groaned, steadying Lucien as he leaned heavily on her shoulder. His grin was as lopsided as his gait, the alcohol buzzing loudly in his veins. "Warrior," he slurred, his voice rich with amusement. "You're so much better at walking than I am. Carry me home?"

"You're impossible," Taryn muttered, her patience wearing thin as she shifted his weight. She glanced over her shoulder at Kah'el, who walked a step behind, his usual calm slightly frayed by the liquor. "Are you just going to let him do this?"

Kah'el raised an eyebrow, his expression openly amused. "He's decided to be your problem, sorry."

Lucien laughed, draping himself more dramatically across Taryn. "She's strong enough. A warrior for the ages."