Noah listened as she told him about her project. The road was bumpy, and they were always tolling back and forth as the wheels and horses carried them on. At times it was lulling and very calming, the rocking back and forth something like a mother’s. At other times it wasn’t so comforting. In fact, it could be quite jarring, especially when he was trying to focus on the gems. They would roll around the floor sometimes because of the wagon’s sweeping movements. That, when it happened, was quite annoying. He was getting over it though; they had a long way to go still before they reached his hometown.

Elann was a cold person temperature-wise. He supposed being from where the heat was often dry and oppressive near constantly would condition her to that. Syliras was drab in comparison, and while the coolness of spring and autumn were welcomed by Noah, they were trying for Elann. She had arrived during a sweltering Syliran summer, yet it was still probably dull compared to the year-round heat of the Ekytol desert. Noah did not know; he was from a coastal city where summers were hot and humid, only occasionally graced with cool breezes. The winters weren’t as cold as they were in Syliras either. Both of them suffered through the last harsh winter within the castle city. Now they were going to Zeltiva in the spring, a time where the air was crisp was salty air.

“It can get really hot,” he answered. “Not for a little while more though.”

The coolness of winter still held the area, and it was taking the region a while to warm up, a while longer than it did last year. Syna was trying her best to warm the world after Morwen’s wintry reign, that much was apparent by how brightly the sun could shine during the days the clouds weren’t oppressively hanging overhead.

“I’ll keep you warm until then,” he said almost charmingly with a small smile, his hand rubbing her shoulder.

He was going to be true to his word until summer came. Then he probably wouldn’t even want her touching him with how humid the Zeltivan city could be during hot summer days when breezes were little. Usually he was comfortable in the city though because of the openness and lack of walls on one front, the other front being made of natural defenses seen within the mountains and the thin pass that served as the road into the city.

Noah hummed idly after that, a quiet hum that carried a freestyled tune with no clear intention or melody. He was thoroughly enjoying the outside air, the ground beneath his feet, his bondmate, and the birds chirping in the background.