Raya added gently, "You may disengage the performance layer. Focus inward."
Focus inward?
Ma'am. I couldn't even close my eyes without imagining myself slipping, tumbling, and becoming a tragic cautionary tale told to adventurers with better balance. "I'll meditate later," I whispered back. "Preferably on solid ground. With snacks."
I attempted to gather my qi. I really did.
Deep breath in—Exhale—And then—My eyes betrayed me.Because right in front of me—
Viking's butt.
Moving. Gracefully. Unfair. Like some heroic, ice-forged monument to why are men built like this. He walked with that steady, deliberate stride—strong legs, balanced core, cloak swaying just enough to be disrespectful.
Meanwhile, I was crawling. Girl. Get your priorities together. I shook my head violently. "Focus, Seraphine. Focus."
