Arlon said no casting, but he, ah, gave permission for you to keep me warm for him. His words.” Olbric turns to look at me slow, one dark eyebrow raising. “Oh, has he now?” A smirk spreads over his face. “How very generous of him.” Olbric’s hand slides up under my shirt, and I yelp and flinch away. “Why the fuck are your hands ice!”
