Episode 68

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SASKIA'S POV

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A passage is cleared immediately as he carries me out of the training premises. My throat remains clogged up until we're close to the house. Then I muster the strength to speak, overcoming the physical and mental drainage brought about by what I'd somehow managed to execute. The question of who I am and what I've become churns my peace, swirling around in my head, but I ignore it, focusing on my present need instead.

"I need a shower."

"Alright," he grunts, then, holding me awkwardly with one arm, pushes open the door.

I could have sworn the house released a moan of relief at our entrance as if a living being. Mikael leaves the door open and strides right in, covering the entire length of the sitting room in a trice. However, he learns his mistake because my attention remains fixed on the log gate left ajar as I stare it down over his shoulder.

Retracing his footsteps, he kicks the barrier close with soft muttering. I'm too fatigued to tell him that he should