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Caius turned in a sharp a hundred and eighty degrees and flew us northward. The mountains that provided the fink with foothills for homes stretched in front of us, and at their foggy peaks I could make out the elegant white caps of snow. The flight was long, but not dissatisfying. The view was always breathtaking, and Caius’ strong, warm body was a constant comfort.
However, the closer we came to the mountains the colder the air became. I wrapped my arms around myself, but that didn’t stop my body from shivering. Caius drew me closer and his bright smile warmed me.
“I know it’s cold, but believe me when I say it’s worth it.”
I returned his smile with my own and lay my head against his chest. “I believe you.”
He blinked at me for a second before his face softened. “I’m glad t
