Serena absent-mindedly followed Darius' lead, she was much too hungry to continue the tour. Everyone's mood had soured a bit, and Serena didn't want to put herself in a position where she'd be confined to a bed.
She pressed her fingers against her temples; Serena could feel the way her hands shook. She lagged behind with every step Darius took.
The echo of his boots against the marble stopped, and she looked up. Darius had turned, concern evident in his eyes.
"Serena…"
She straightened quickly, masking her exhaustion with a tight smile. "I'm just catching my breath."
But Darius wasn't convinced. He crossed the space between them and wrapped an arm around her shoulders. Serena didn't have the strength to protest, and it was a welcome support.
They moved together this time, his pace slower to match hers. They trudged on in silence, passing a few corridors before arriving in a dining area.
