Warmer Than Blanket

"She sat on my lap and held me tight to feel warmer," Drayce answered Rayjin's question. 

"Really?" Rayjin asked. "It's too cold. Can I sit on your lap too?" 

Drayce nodded and picked up the shivering little girl. "I don't want you to freeze here." 

Although Rayjin was dressed warmly, she was still a little girl with a constitution more delicate than an adult's, and the temperature on top of the lake was lower compared to the land. Drayce made her sit on his lap and wrapped his arms around her. 

Seren smiled under her veil as she found this view so adorable—the tiny figure of a girl with a gigantic figure of a man, a perfect picture of the soft and gentle side of an iron-blooded male. One thing Seren understood was that Drayce though looked cold and scary most of the time, he was not afraid of showing how much he cared for those truly important to him.