With a flap of his wings, Natha whisked me to the tree island, landing on top of the tangling roots.
The tree wasn't as huge as Alzeriya, which was almost as big as an apartment building on Earth. But this one was still big, enough that I could stand in one of its surfacing roots without the need to precariously balance myself.
The roots only got wider the closer they were to the trunk, enough for it to look like an island from afar. I guess it should be more than adequate to be used as a bed.
A bed...
I feel my heartbeat increase, sending blood rushing to my cheek due to an automatic imagery forming in my head. I didn't mean to, but I swallowed my saliva loud enough for Natha to hear it.
"What are you thinking?"
His low voice, and the cold grip on my shoulder, startled me so much that I practically jumped. "N-nothing?"
