My Second Chance Mate is a Barbarian (Sera and Fenris) novel Chapter 422

Sera

I guided Amara out of my chambers and through the halls toward Mina's, her legs still unsteady under her, my hands ready to catch her if needed. "Good job, keep going," I murmured, her neck flushing pink at the praise. She squeezed my hand in response, her eyes never leaving mine.

We passed guards and a few others in the halls. They greeted me with real respect, dipping their heads in deference. Their eyes went to Amara, curious, trying not to make it obvious, but I could tell anyway: I noticed the slight double takes, the furtive glances, the suppressed questions about why I was walking the castle with a young woman in my own shift. I didn't much care what they thought.

I was more focused on Amara than on any of them, playing with her, encouraging her steps, delighted by her still.

"Hey, look at this floor," I said, tugging her hand and leading her in a little jig.

"Watch how shiny it is. What do you think they use to polish it?" Her free hand reached out, almost bending down to touch the stone, her eyes wide with curiosity.

"Oooo," she cooed softly.

"I know, right. Only the best for the queen," I added wickedly, and she turned to me, her gaze questioning, as if trying to understand the meaning behind my words.

As we reached the end of the corridor, I slowed my pace, allowing Amara to fall into step beside me.

The familiar row of doors stretched ahead, their polished wood gleaming in the soft glow of the hallway's lamps. I counted down silently, my feet carrying me toward the only one I cared about.

Mina's door.

"We are here," I beamed at Amara.

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