"This journey has been difficult for you." My eyebrows rose as his thick fingers tugged on the laces of my boots, pulling them loose and freeing my feet. "Easier for me than you, I think," I said. And then Asterion's fingers dug into the soles of my foot and my breath caught in my throat. He hummed, a low, rumbling note. "I've been tired before, and I'll recover quickly." I stared at him, his eyes closed as he worked his hands into tender, aching spots on my feet, sending that tugging sensation up my leg and deeper into my core.
