However, he didn’t count on the possibility that he would be terrified out of his mind on the big day itself, and it was all due to his overwhelming apprehension. He couldn’t stop worrying that Harley might reject him as Connor led him into the portal that would bring them to the edge of the underworld.
“I’m starting to think of hell as my second home,” Harley said casually the moment they stepped onto the fields of reeds.
Connor chuckled nervously. “Well, you sort of have to get used to it. Right?”
“Have to?” Harley repeated, arching an eyebrow.
Connor ignored Harley’s teasing smirk as he dragged him through the fields and into an open meadow. “We’re almost there. We just need to search for the ancient tree.”
Harley chortled. “Babe, in case you’ve forgotten, I’m still mortal. I can’t see in the dark, and the light is getting dimmer down here.”