As she assisted the attendants in loading Sylindra's blanket-wrapped form, Vivian's gaze tracked David's every movement, her crimson eyes narrowing slightly when he extended his hand to help Elara into the carriage. The reflexive possessiveness in her expression vanished almost immediately behind professional composure, though not before she wondered silently how many others shared the connection she treasured. How many women had fallen under his spell as completely as she had?
David nodded, acknowledging her report with a subtle smile that was reserved only for his closest confidantes. The interior had been meticulously prepared, cushioned benches arranged to accommodate both comfort and defense, with strategic positioning that would allow rapid response to any threat. A padded platform had been secured in the center, surrounded by stabilization wards that would minimize the impact of road vibrations on their injured passenger.
