Chapter 49.

Mitzie couldn’t help the unease she felt as they made their way to the prison in which the Solaris warriors and Claris were being held. She covered her nose as they walked down the dark, dingy corridor to where Claris was. The putrid smell of blood and death hung in the air, but she seemed to be the only one sensitive to the vibrant odors. She would chalk it up to either pregnancy, or the fact that she was not used to being around the stench of death.

She was firmly gripping onto Alford’s arm with her free hand, and slightly leaning into him.

“Are you alright, my love?” he whispered turning his head to her.

“Yeah, just… this smell, it’s making me rather nauseous,” she replied moving her hand from in front of her mouth so he could hear her, but still keeping her nose covered.

“If it gets too bad, I’ll take you back out, okay?” he kissed the top of her head. He unwrapped her hand from around his arm and placed his arm around her shoulder giving her the ability to lean into him furthe