Chapter 590: The Ones Who Were Chosen
Orion watched as Sophia approached him.
Snow scattered beneath her boots, her breath visible in the cold air, her eyes bright with everything she was feeling.
And before he could say a word, she grabbed him by the front of his cloak and kissed him.
Relief poured into the kiss, excitement tangled with something sharper, something deeper—and Orion felt all of it in the way she leaned into him without restraint.
For a moment, he simply let it happen.
Then he smiled against her lips.
When she finally pulled away, he didn't move far. His hand came up instinctively, steadying her at her waist as he looked down at her.
"…What was that for?" he asked, amusement threading through his voice.
Sophia didn't hesitate.
"That," she said, still slightly breathless, "was for doing a good job."
Orion's brow lifted.
"Oh?"
"Yes," she said firmly. "Because if you had let unfair judgment cloud your brain, I was fully prepared to kick you."
