“I’m surprised you didn’t liken me to the smell of melting sugar, then. Or the warmth of the sun. Or…” It was so hard to breathe properly when he was staring at me like this. “You forget that I’m a winter creature, Saeris,” Fisher murmured. “I don’t crave the attention of the sun. The snowcapped mountains, the forest, the frozen river… those places are my home. You are home.”
