The night air was still heavy with the scent of rain as Brandon and Amelia descended toward the castle.
He landed softly on the stone balcony of her private chamber.
The moment her feet touched the solid ground, Amelia let out a shaky breath of relief.
Her legs felt slightly unsteady after the surreal experience of flying high above the clouds.
She stood there for a moment with one hand still resting on his chest for balance while her blonde hair was plastered against her cheeks and neck.
Rainwater dripped steadily from both of them onto the balcony floor.
Brandon pulled her a little closer and murmured "Go and dry yourself quickly... don't get a cold."
His tone carried genuine concern, and Amelia's heart fluttered at the closeness.
"Mhm." She nodded faintly, still trying to steady her breathing after everything that had happened.
Before she could step back, Brandon raised his hand and gently pinched her lower lip between his thumb and forefinger.
