Third Person's POV
She was... larger than he had realized, and couldn't help but feel that this detail had been cleverly hidden under her layers of noble attire.
From the side, he caught the glare of other men on the neighboring bridges and could see the envy gleaming in their expressions.
He could see the usual demon men, some beastkin, and even a few elves who were all casting venomous glances at him.
Ethan smiled faintly, and his lips curled upward as he basked in the rare moment of indulgence.
Still, he quickly refocused as this was not a place for foolishness, and knowing that one misstep could mean death, he had no plans of falling into the void today.
The journey across the bridge was long and uneasy, and it had taken them nearly half an hour to cross.
But finally, when their boots touched the solid, gritty surface of the opposite mountain, a shared breath of relief passed through the group.
