Chapter 22 Flesh And Fire
- The forest greeted them with mist and thorns at dawn.
- Espen didn’t wait for him. Her strides were stubborn, sharp, and a little uneven, but she kept going as if sheer will could make her body forget how battered it was. Mikko followed, never more than a step behind, his fingers twitching every time she stumbled and bit her tongue instead of asking for help.
- He didn't push.