Chapter 508: The Weight of Resolve
Orion held her close, pressing her trembling form against his chest, letting the warmth of his body seep into her. The hall seemed to fade away—the council, the parchments, the whispered tensions—all of it disappearing into the background as if the room existed solely for the two of them in that fragile moment. His lips brushed her hair in a soft, careful kiss, feather-light but deliberate, a grounding gesture against the storm of her emotions.
"You're not going to lose me," he murmured, his voice low and steady. "I'm not going anywhere, shorty. I'm going to stick by your side… annoy you for the rest of your life, actually. You don't need to be scared of the vision."
Sophia's body shuddered, a broken, shaky breath escaping her lips, but Orion didn't let go. His hand slid down her back, rubbing soothing circles over her spine, tracing comforting paths that promised safety, that promised he would always be there.
