''Let's get inside, the storm is getting worse,'' Archer said, ushering the four ladies into the living room.
Embera shivered, her aura dimmed by the biting cold. Archer approached the Fire Elf and enveloped her in a warm embrace. She softened against him, a sigh of relief escaping as his warmth flooded through her, banishing the chill. He looked down at the older woman, asking. ''Do you feel better now?''
''I do,'' she whispered, trying to cling to him.
The others giggled at this, but he picked the older woman up and wrapped her limbs around his torso. Embera let out an adorable noise, putting a smile on his face before slumping down into a nearby chair. She continued to cling as the hot air filled the living room, as Alexa and Colestah sat beside him.
They rested their heads on his shoulders, causing Malakia to laugh. ''Looks like their cold as well.''
