Why did his arms feel warm? Tears welled up in her eyes that threatened to fall but she had to stay strong. He was her nemesis and the last thing she should feel in his arms was comfort. She swallowed hard then took a deep breath to calm herself.
She was just drained after last night, but she still knew her goal was not to die, and the only way was to escape the plot. Last night's incident was a reality check on her; she just needed to strategize because she was going to escape this plot no matter what.
"Cedric," she muttered, and his hold tightened; the room was vacated to give them some privacy. He didn't say anything, and all she felt was his calm heartbeat.
It was rhythmic and very peaceful. "Is something the issue?" Abrielle asked; she needed to leave his embrace, or she would not be able to part with the comfort it gave her.