Chapter 85 Pent-up Promises: The Thief And His Princess

• "Mixarnt!" Aelrie called out, her voice filled with worry. He was standing near the entrance of the settlement, gazing up at the snowy sky. "Are you okay? Did they hurt you?"
• Mixarnt looked at her, annoyed but smiling anyway. He couldn’t stay mad, not at her. "Nah, I’m fine. They didn’t even land a hit. Look," He winked, stuck out his tongue playfully, and flexed his arm. "Still strong."
• Aelries let out a soft breath, relief washing over her. "Thank the gods..." she whispered, walking closer. She gently leaned into him, resting her head against his chest, burying her face there.