Warming

Haisha's heart was aching when she saw Dean's current condition. She held his hands and legs down, straightening them and keeping him in a flat position. She decided to keep this ice cave, and when her wounds were completely healed, she would return here and bring his corpse back into the Giant Wall for burial.

Looking at the thin layer of frost that was covering his whole body, she knew that it could not melt in a short time, but it would also prevent his corpse from rotting when she brought him back later.

She looked at him deeply, from his eyebrows, to his nose, to his lips, and to his body. She wanted to commit him to her memory. Except for the slaves, he was the first person who was willing to die for her.