170 Ok, My king, I Mean, Ash

(From Cassie's Perspective)

After only five minutes of walking, my knees were trembling. I felt like I would not be able to walk anymore. But I did not tell him that. I did not want to look weak. I knew I could do it.

But he stopped suddenly and looked down directly at my legs. I did not even wince in pain, but he seemed to see through me.

"Do your legs hurt?" he asked.

"Just a bit. Not so much. I can manage," I said.

"Hold onto me."

"Wha..."

Before I knew what he meant, he picked me up in his arms in bridal style. No one had ever held me like this, not in this way. I blushed and was surprised as well.

"I can walk," I murmured.

"Just relax," he said.

He started walking again. He was carrying me so easily that it looked like I was weightless. It was true that I was very slender, but the way he picked me up, was completely effortless.