Ember’s body shivered as she had that thought. She first checked where she was standing and made sure there was no way she would fall down from the peak.
What if she misstepped and fell? What if she rolled down the mountain from the top?
Holding onto Morpheus, she checked all the visible sides of what seemed like a small rock island. In front of her was the clear blue sky and slightly lower were the thick puffy sea of clouds. Behind them, at a certain distance, was another huge stony peak similar to where they were stepping on. The other nearby peaks were shorter and were buried among the clouds and were barely visible to her. She then recalled that they landed on merely one of the peaks of the mountain range.
She could not dare walk to the edge of the peak and check how high they were from the ground as she was sure she would not be able to handle it.
“W-Why are we here?” she asked, still holding onto his muscular arm tightly.
All this while, Morpheus was calmly observing her reaction, letting her adjust to the situation. Each of her reactions was funny. At first, she was like a scared kitten, and then her face had a look of awe, before returning to a quivering mess, and now she had a stubborn look on her face as she questioned his intentions.
The way she was still clinging onto his arm despite that made it amusing to him, and he could not help but grin.
Instead of answering, he asked her a question, “Are you done looking around?”
“Hmm.” She nodded to his question.
“From here, you can see how beautiful this entire kingdom is in a single glance. I believe you will never get to see it anywhere,” he answered.
“Really?” she asked. “But we’re too high. I am too scared to even look down.”
“Don’t worry. You won’t fall down from the edge.” He signalled for her to look ahead. “And since I am with you, you should know I won’t let you be harmed. Don’t you trust me?”
She looked at him. “I trust you.”
“Then you can stop grabbing my arm like a squirrel,” he countered and she finally let go of it.
The trembling human didn’t even realize that in her nervousness, she was grabbing him to the point she almost scratched the skin on his arms with her nails. However, a human like her could not leave a mark on his skin so Morpheus could only look at his arm with another amused smile.
“Let’s walk to the edge?” he asked as he offered her his open hand.
Without thinking much, she held his hand and walked towards the edge of the cliff. However, her hand had gone cold at this point. “I don’t think…I mean, why are we going there?”
“Because you will like it,” he replied calmly.
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