Gideons POV
I was still holding her tight against my chest, feeling the quiet rhythm of her breathing, when she finally pulled back slightly and looked up at me.
"I don't understand why we're here," she whispered, her green eyes searching mine, still filled with a mix of confusion and ancient, lingering hurt.
"I don't know, my love," I admitted softly, running my thumb over her cheekbone to wipe away a stray tear.
She took a slow breath, grounding herself. "I want to look around. If that's okay."
"Of course," I said immediately. "Take all the time you need. I'm going to head downstairs and send most of the guys back up to the cavern to help set up camp and guard the perimeter."
"Okay," she murmured.
I gave her shoulder a quick, re-assuring squeeze before turning and walking back dow
