Arya’s POV

I got into the car and gently closed the door behind me, the night air still cool against my skin.

My arms curled tightly around Chamberlin’s small, sleeping body. He didn’t even stir. I touched his body. Relief poured through me. He wasn’t cold.

“You could have opened the back door and put him there” Jake said.

I shook my head. “Don’t worry he’s not heavy”

Jake shrugged and then turned the key in the ignition, and the soft hum of the engine broke the silence the night held.

We didn’t say anything at first as he drove. I just stared out of the window, watching the palace...