They left the same way they came; the force pulled them up—reaching the very end, they passed through a bright light, appearing in the dungeon.
Eva's eyelids grew heavy, Ethan's body warmth was too comforting, and the events of today wore her out. A yawn escaped her lips, and she settled comfortably and fell asleep.
Ethan felt her shallow breaths and held her close, slowing his pace to avoid waking her.
Julian looked at Eva with longing, 'I'll steal her away from her bed tonight.' He made plans, after going through that scare, he knew Eva was very important to him—he needed to feel her breathing close to him.
He wondered how he had come to this in mere days of meeting her—how did she warm her way into their suspicious hearts? He's confident Ethan feels the same way even if he doesn't show it.
A smile crossed his lips; he didn't regret it—this petite, naïve, meat-loving, dramatic greenhead was his.