"Let's take you to the Spirit Realm, Seraphina."
His voice was steady, yet gentle, as if speaking to something fragile he had vowed never to break. Before she could even respond, his arms slipped beneath her weight and lifted her as though she were light as air.
Her emerald-green eyes widened, her heartbeat stumbling wildly at the sudden closeness. She wanted to protest, to demand why a stranger dared touch her so intimately… yet no words came. Something in his presence melted her resistance. She found it strange, unsettling, yet oddly comforting.
In the next breath, her surroundings blurred. The broken world dissolved into streaks of light. Then, as though the void itself bent to his will, they descended into a realm of vast silver skies and endless rivers of light—the Spirit Realm.
